Ouyang Haotian
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"Just as I expected. To deal with such a speedy and agile spirit beast, Waterdrop Sword Essence is the most suitable way." Jian Wushuang smiled slightly.
Raising the sword and churning up a wave, Jian Wushuang appeared right in front of the Demonic Cloud Leopard.
The Demonic Cloud Leopard's maroon eyes fiercely shrank. It waved its claws, barely managing to block the sword. But the sword move suddenly changed, using Fiery Wind Sword Essence and fiercely stabbing right through its body at an amazing speed.
"Puff!"
The Demonic Cloud Leopard's body hit the ground with its aura fading. It was already dead.
This caused a large uproar up in the air.
"Waterdrop Sword Essence?!"
"That boy has such high comprehension in Waterdrop Sword Essence?"