穿越大唐之风流后宫

Yang Ji waited for a long time but still didn't hear Wei Boyang's voice admitting defeat. His voice turned cold, and he stretched out his right hand from his sleeve, flexing his fingers and chanting! Three swords soared into the air, floating in the sky above their heads. The tip of the sword trembled and was aimed at Wei Boyang on the ground, spitting out bursts of cold light....