can rival him are few and far between!In the courtyard of the city lord's mansion, a burly old man with a tiger back and bear waist stood in the open space. He held two swords in his hands, focusing a...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...ough him.The sword intent talismans I left for Elder Su Li are on him, as expected, he is indeed a descendant of Elder Su Li.The sixth mountain master nodded silently, but abruptly, his eyes narrowed....