Unlike the earlier composure.
At the sight of this small sword, a deep sense of dread finally appeared in Li Jingxing's eyes.
For the sword is naturally an instrument of killing, it's easy to cultivate a chilling killing aura, but like Jian San, it carries not a hint of killing intent, but rather a faint trace of unrequited love.
This is incredibly difficult.
More importantly, when this sword emerged, in Li Jingxing's Divine Sense perception, Jian San in front of him suddenly vanished.
Exactly!
Completely disappeared!
She seemed to have merged into the entire world around her, rendering Li Jingxing without a target.
It wasn't just him who was shocked.
The entire audience boiled with excitement.
"Lovesick Sword! What a name, what Swordsmanship! We should celebrate with a drink!" With that, the wine Sword Immortal Linghu Jue got excited and gulped down several large mouthfuls of wine.
