The Name in White Is Cracking the Gall (2)

"Three..."

Before he could think about it, Xu Xiaoshou's countdown had already begun.

Beads of cold sweat appeared on Xi's forehead.

From the corner of his eye, he could see the panic on the faces of the white-clothed people, as well as their expressions and body language that clearly stated : Hurry up and let us retreat!

It was impossible to retreat!

Xi rebounded instead.

The intangible psychological pressure could crush the white-clothed people who were the Cutting Path and the higher void, but it could not crush the heart of an ancient swordsman who had no regard for God!

Xi's eyes hardened and became more determined. Just as he was about to give the order to charge...

Xu Xiaoshou's sneering laughter was heard.

"Heh, you brat, do you really think that this Tower Master will let you off so easily?"

"One!"