In short, most of Xia Xin's sword skills are learned very well in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Black's eyes... they are too weak!

Then there was a "bang" sound, and the sword in Xia Xin's hand was opened and was kicked backwards by the sword saint, hitting the wall behind, and landing on the ground with a "bang", spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

The Sword Saint looked at Xia Xinda indifferently, "What's wrong? Have you used all the sword techniques you know? I used that move just now for the second time. Do you think it will be useful to me again the second time?"

“…”

I think you are trying to waste your energy with me. You may have guessed that I am wrong. I am consuming less than 30% of my energy now, and what about you?"

This made Xia Xin's eyes widen in surprise. He felt that Black was not lying. After experiencing the stormy battle with Chu Yan and the combined battle with him, Black could not consume 30% of his physical strength, and he was almost half of his. The pressure on the battle was too great.

Xin slowly stood up and was about to say something.

I heard a loud bang.

A hundred meters away from his sight.

The road wall was directly smashed, and a petite and sensitive figure floated out from it. The light calves retreated on the ground, retreated for several meters, and then jumped gently without even turning his head. Like a light swallow, he turned over in the air and landed steadily on the edge of the city wall behind.

Later, he stood there quietly, with his hands in his arms, standing straight, just looking at the figure of the blood dragon walking out of the broken wall.

Blood Dragon licked his lips and smiled wildly, "I'm running very fast."

The strange weapon in his hand emitted a bloody luster under the moonlit night.

Xia Ye's beautiful eyes, which were as dark as the night, just glanced at him, then turned his gaze with some emotion, and was opposite Xia Xin's gaze on the side...
Chapter completed!