"A battle of life and death, to resolve the past."
"Hidden Blade Sword, come!"
Ximen Piaoxue's right palm trembled intensely, and a terrifying aura erupted from him.
At this moment, Ye Xuan, who was fleeing at high speed in the distance, had a dramatic change of expression, feeling a terrifying, massive suction pulling at his body.
"Clang!"
The Hidden Blade Sword, which Ye Xuan had put away, emitted a sharp, cold sword cry.
The crimson Hidden Blade Sword shot out from Ye Xuan's body with a swift "whoosh," speeding towards a location several miles away.
Ye Xuan was greatly shocked, with a few traces of surprise on his face. In the world, those who can control a sword in such a manner are incredibly rare.
"Could it be..."
At this time, Ye Xuan furrowed his brow tightly, staring intently at the direction the Hidden Blade Sword was flying, precisely towards Ximen Piaoxue's location. There, a formidable energy was amassing.
