The semicircle Sword Light was exceptionally strange, like a gray ripple traversing through space-time, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Chu Ming.
Ding!
Chu Ming's body instantly flew back, his black hair fluttering, and the Blood Dome Sword in his hand struck out like a dragon leaving the sea. The cold Sword Marks directly hit Bei Mo's Dark Longsword, and brilliant light burst from the sword marks, dazzling to the extreme.
Ding!
The sword tips collided, and a sharp, cold Sword Light slashed across Chu Ming's waist at an extreme speed.
Poof!
A trace of blood blossomed in the air, Chu Ming's body blurred for a moment and then instantly reappeared a hundred meters away. At this moment, there were spots of blood blooming on the waist of his white robe.
"Hoo!"
