"Bean Soldier?"
In mid-air, a glimmer of surprise flashed in Xumi's eyes.
As the peak master of Xinjian Peak, he had a wide range of knowledge and was not unfamiliar with some of the methods used by cultivators within the sect.
However, his sharp spiritual sense quickly noticed something amiss, and a sword QI instantly flew out of his body.
Whoosh.
A seemingly ordinary sword Qi silently landed at the highest peak of the island mountain.
Without a sound, the mountain peak collapsed like a block of tofu.
"Boom!"
A figure covered in strange colors flew out in a panic as the mountain peak collapsed!
"It's that Nascent Soul from the Feather Serpent Tribe!"
Zhen Boen quickly spoke.
Xumi, seeing this figure, did not panic. He simply casually glanced at the figure, and a streak of sword-light immediately flew out.
Then, another burst of sword Qi was shot downwards from his body.
A whooshing sound.
The broken mountain peak burst again.
