Continue to sharpen the knife

He busi's eyes lit up, and he was excited and glad. Sure enough, this was her true strength. Fortunately, he didn't act rashly, or his reputation would be ruined, and he would most likely end up with blood splattering everywhere.

He busi didn't have much time to think under the majestic aura of the grey abyss sword technique. He swung his long sword with all his might, which had been ready for a long time. The sword Qi that had been condensed flew past, as dazzling as a comet in the night sky.

Not bad, not bad! As expected of the number one expert below the level of a Grandmaster. In this sword, Ling Chuxi could clearly feel several completely different sword intents. In her mind, several ancient sword intents had also become clear and distinct, as if she had been born with them and had cultivated them for countless years in her previous life. They were deeply imprinted in her memory.