Good guy, these ancient characters on the wall turn out to be a sword technique!

While Si Xueyi dodged to avoid it, he quickly saw the artistic conception and some flaws in the artistic conception.

"My cultivation level is at the top of the True Spirit, a little higher than me."

"His swordsmanship is extremely extraordinary, but he is probably just a remnant of his soul and his intelligence is not very high."

"The sword technique itself is of a very high level, but after all, it is just a ray of remnant soul being used, so it will definitely not be complete... That doesn't mean there is no chance."

While Si Xueyi kept retreating to avoid his sharp attack, he also figured out the opponent's strength bit by bit.

But in the eyes of the man in white, Si Xueyi was gradually losing ground and had no power to resist.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he murmured in his heart, this seemed like a test.

"Do you regret it? It's too late to regret it now. Young people who talk nonsense will eventually pay the price."

The man in white held his chin and smiled. He admired this man very much, but he still had to teach him a lesson and suffer a little.

"I have no regrets!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Si Xueyi shouted back.

Whoosh!

Si Xueyi had confidence in his heart, and with a flash of cold light, he drew out the passerby's treasured spear, and used the Tianshui Spear Technique again.

But after ten moves, Si Xueyi shot the opponent away.

boom!

The figure hit the wall with a loud noise, but he slapped his palm heavily on the wall, and another sword stabbed straight at him.

"It's a bit like a sword that goes alone. Let's play with you!"

A smile appeared on Si Xueyi's lips. He flicked his wrist and spun around in a circle. The moment the sword blade was thrust out, the sharp edge suddenly went wild.

Like a lone boat swimming upstream on a snowy river, Si Xueyi's smile faded and her eyes were colder than ever before.

One sword alone?

I am the one who walks alone with my sword!

At this moment, the melancholy and anger that had been suppressed for nine hundred years burst out directly with the light of the sword.

boom!

When the tip of the gun met the tip of the sword, there was an explosion and the figure exploded, turning into thirty ancient characters again.

Each font floats in the air, emitting a shimmering light.
Chapter completed!