In the distance, the city gate was approaching, Xu Tong frowned slightly, and saw that the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, a full moon rose, and it was already Yin hour.

Seeing this, Xu Tong stopped abruptly.

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw the Pure Yang Sword emerging from his palm. When the long sword fell from his hand, a warm breath flowed into Xu Tong's body along the hilt, causing the Pure Yang Qi in his body to surge.

The image of Yan Xiaoqi drawing his sword flashed in his mind, and he waved his sword and struck Di Chou behind him.

"Roar!

"

The moment the sword edge was drawn, the blazing pure sun light illuminated the dark night like a bright sun. Di Chou's expression suddenly changed, and he was caught off guard and could only block it with his sword.

However, the power of this sword far exceeded his expectation, and was even sharper than the swordsmanship of Feng Tianhua, the leader of the Huashan sword, and he was immediately sent flying a hundred feet away.

"Huh!

"

Di Chou let out a sound of surprise, and looked at Xu Tong again. Suddenly he saw a ferocious tiger slowly appearing behind Xu Tong, and he couldn't help being shocked in his heart: "Yin Hu is coming down the mountain!
Chapter completed!