roar.Xia Mang spared no effort, giving it his all from the very beginning.And Su Xin merely watched this spear come hurtling towards him, until the tip was within half a zhang of his chest, only then...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...Mountain Master, he guessed this day would come. Therefore, from that moment on, he began to prepare.He first joined the Blood Lotus Sect and offered all his accumulated treasures as sacrifices, raisi...