ert!"Su Qinghong, Su Yuning and the other two who had been defeated by Zhao Ling before stood together, their eyes wide with shock as they watched the two figures clash frantically on the field.Only n...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... with each other.In the next moment... they saw Su Xin colliding with Chen Tao, the blood-axed warrior. In an instant, Chen Tao was severely injured, vomiting blood and crashing into the mountain vall...