gh the air. He looked up and saw Big Pancake Tian Xing run in hastily from outside.Han Sanqian frowned and hurriedly said, "What's going on outside"A massive army pressed in, under the cover of night...The Sixth Sacred Mountain, in the courtyard where Su Xin resides.

Wow!

Blades of light flashed as Su Xin practiced swordsmanship alone.

"Shadowed!" "Dream fragments!" "Dawn breaks!" "Ephemeral bloom!" "Snowy expanse!" "Path to the underworld!"

Each move follows seamlessly from the last.

"No, that's not right."

Su Xin quickly stopped, and his brows furrowed.

He had mastered the Flying Blood Sword Art long ago, and his proficiency was extremely high. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it peerless. He could perform each of the six forms in this technique almost perfectly, bringing out the full power of each move.

It was like this before.

However, at this moment, as he wielded this sword technique again, it felt completely different.

It's not because of the proficiency in swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship itself...had just entered the True Martial Seventh Realm" Hong Fang beside him also frowned."How do I know" Zhao Qing's face was ashen, but soon he sneered again. "Hmph, even if his cultivation breaks through...