Yao blurted out. 。Liu Zongmin let out a light cough: "Chongzhen wouldn't even dream of such good fortune." 。" Hahaha... A hearty laugh echoed from the military tent. " 。After laughing, Li Zicheng sa...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...eone else, they would probably be dead."Didn't he die"Su Xin looked down at Nie Jiuyou below, his face sinking. In the next moment, boundless blood clouds covered him again, and his figure charged out...