Lin's face was slightly pale, the shot just now consumed a tremendous amount of soul force energy.
Lin's eyes flickered, and she said, "Sword Controlling Flight, you indeed obtained the Shu Mountain legacy."
In the Holy City, Lin had suspected Chu Hao's swordsmanship, which had caused the Netherworld Army to retreat repeatedly.
Lin said strangely, "Shu Mountain has already perished, such a powerful legacy shouldn't be revealed. How did you get it?"
"Guess, old woman."
Lin's face turned black, being called an old woman, how did she appear old?
Chu Hao waved his hand, and hundreds of sword blades appeared, hovering in the air, all aimed at Lin.
The sky was filled with sword lights, terrifying to the extreme.
Lin's pupils turned into four.
Four-hook Golden Pupils.
"Formless Realm."
Chu Hao's vision blurred, his body vanished and appeared in Lin's position, with the sword about to strike him down.
Chu Hao opened his hand, controlling all the swords to stop.
"Space transfer?"
