In his cracked hands, Dao Xuanji, who was almost out of breath from being captured, had joy in her eyes. It spread to her entire face bit by bit, and then the corners of her lips parted.
She was about to mock him...
Suddenly, she saw that Xu Xiaoshou's body had split open. There was no blood on his head that had been hit by the 26 starlight long knives?
"That's not right!"
In the Jade Capital City, someone reached out to hold the plum blossoms that descended from the sky. Suddenly, her pupils trembled.
This Hong plum definitely did not come from Master Siren's sword energy river. Its sharpness should belong to another ancient swordsman.
In the Arena, there were only two ancient swordsmen, and the other could only be...
Xu Xiaoshou!
"Ka-"
The image constructed by the Fantasy Sword Technique suddenly shattered.
Another explosion sounded from the collapsed black sky.