d hat."Who dares to block our path" A trusted confidant riding a warhorse stepped forward from the carriage procession."Dare I ask, inside the carriage, is it Zhao Tianlei, Zhao Da-ye" A slightly hoar...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...ed his expression instantly and wanted to step forward to stop it.However, Su Xin's swordsmanship was too fast. Tu San was already severely injured, and perhaps he didn't expect his trump card to fail...