Xue Wen's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as his blade's light was actually shattered.
Could it be that Xu Ping'an actually blocked his own strike?
But the next moment, his eyes became fierce again.
"So what if you blocked my strike? Let me show you what the real Ghost Shadow Thirteen Blades is like," Xue Wen snorted coldly.
His figure swept out, instantly turning into afterimages.
The battle sword in his hand also slashed towards Xu Ping'an.
His figure and swordsmanship were both extremely fast and fierce.
Blade after blade, he hacked viciously at Xu Ping'an.
These blade shadows were as fast as lightning and the angles could be changed extremely abruptly.
The arena around them was swept up by these terrifying blade auras, leaving behind slashes everywhere.
Many people in the stands exclaimed in amazement.
Too fast!
Xue Wen's blade was too fast and too unpredictable.
However, facing this terrifying flash of blade light, Xu Ping'an remained calm and composed.
