er, the instant his war sword collided with Su Xin's sword, he only felt a terrifying force, like a prehistoric beast, surging towards him."Pffft!"A mouthful of hot blood gushed directly from his mout...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...er Flying Snow Swordsmanship... the Slashing Snow Style!The Zanxue Style consists of nine swords, each sword faster than the last.Su Yunning had practiced this swordsmanship for years and could alread...