A ghostly black sword shadow almost moved to the eyes of the Saint at the edge.
With a roar, Hu You's entire skin was covered in countless bloodstains, his facial expression unbearably grim, wielding a large knife to block Qin Feng's attack.
"Poof!" Blood gushed from the edge of the Saint's mouth, his skin cracked, and the blood flowed out. One-on-one, Hu You, the Saint, was no match for Qin Feng.
However...
A new round of sword shadows arrived in front of Hu You the Saint, along with Qin Feng's cold face, "Hualin Master Aring, right? It's said that torturing Star Heaven Sect disciples and luring out other disciples was your idea."
Before he could speak, he saw that terrifying broken sword pouncing at him from top to bottom. The sky-breaking sharp sound was immediately piercing, and the figure in black stood towering like a mountain, becoming the pillar of atmosphere for two people, roaring out like surging waves.
