From his appearance to taking down Xie Yu, to the previous attacks, Jian Wushuang had never pulled out his Blood Mountain Sword for swordsmanship.
At most, he had used the Blood Mountain Sword's suppressive abilities to suppress Xie Yu.
Now, finally, Jian Wushuang was about to perform his sword skills.
His abilities were finally being revealed.
"Brother, I have a bad hunch about this, be careful," the black-haired man stared at Jian Wushuang and said.
"Hmm," the burly man nodded.
Jian Wushuang in front of them finally made his move.
A casual step, yet it contained endless Power of Spacetime and he appeared in front of the burly man.
Jian Wushuang casually swung his sword, like a child playing with a wooden stick.
It was soft, there was no strength to it at all.
It looked ordinary to the people watching.
And rightfully so. It was indeed a very ordinary, casual swordmove.
