The sword light bristled with a killing intent, and within it, a phoenix's cry could be heard, indicating not only exquisite swordsmanship but also a remarkable Divine Sword.
At present, the only one on Bifang Mountain with such swordsmanship proficiency, aside from the Xu Clan's envoy of Yuanzhou, would be no other.
In just a matter of breaths, a beam of light appeared and crossed over a peak, stopping in the southern sky, where the golden light dissipated, revealing a tall, slender young man holding a golden longsword that blazed with a ghostly flame.
At this moment, Xu Old Ying was full of killing intent. His misty peach blossom eyes were fierce as he stared at Bu Xiao on the cloud platform and demanded, "Brother Bu, why do you protect such a sinister person who provokes discord among the three great sacred lands?"
