Golden sparkles and fiery light burst forth, as if the world was shaken by thunder, the Fog Sea roared and shattered, revealing a clear and bright scene.
That strike.
Chen Ke was blasted back.
Cui Zhen similarly retreated two miles.
"..."
Xie Xuanyi glanced at the flying sword hanging by his shoulder, his pupils slightly contracting.
Just one exchange.
The blade of the Lifebound Flying Sword had a notch cut out.
This Cui Zhen's Path of Yin Erosion can be this sharp?
"I know all Sword Cultivators under the heaven love to fight."
"Master Zhao was like that back in the day…"
"Brother Xie is naturally the same."
Not far away.
Cui Zhen stopped his retreat, shook his ink-colored feather fan, showing a hint of distress on his face.
Using the Path of Yin Erosion to slash [Chen Ke], he too paid a price. At the spot where the ink fan made contact with the flying sword, a feather was broken.
The handsome Great Demon sighed softly and stepped forward.
Two miles.
