Escape from the Island and Enter a Desperate Situation Again

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Lingzi waved his hand as fast as an afterimage. The air was filled with the sound of air being torn apart.

A trace of true essence fluctuation flashed in his wrinkled eyes. A trace of light flashed, and then his hands gathered toward his chest.

"Return of Ten Thousand Swords!!"

Under his old face, his lips opened slightly, and a light shout came out.

Then, the true essence around his body shook and turned into hundreds of sword qi that emitted a cold light behind his back.

The power of the sword qi was self-evident. Under Xuan Lingzi's gaze, the sword qi was like a deadly snake that fixed on Su Yi.

Seeing this, his pupils shrank. He felt the power of the sword qi. It was very terrifying. Was this the strength of a hundred-year-old scumbag?

He was secretly shocked, but his expression did not show it. He had already made a decision in his heart.