"Little sister, hand over the fire of civilization."
"And I'll let you go." The purple-armored burly man laughed loudly as his figure swiftly closed in.
Swish!
He swung his knife, the blade light condensed into reality, slicing through the void like a crescent moon, cutting down towards Song Xuan.
The terrifying blade light caused the void to erupt with air waves thousands of meters high.
This strike!
Was enough to make any powerhouse at the peak of the Sixth Break shudder.
"Dream on." Song Xuan gritted her silver teeth, swinging her sword in an attempt to counter this terrifying strike.
Crash!
As she swung her sword, colorless streams of air appeared around her, rapidly converging and exuding a powerful pressure.
The Mystery of Water!
After a month of secluded cultivation, Song Xuan had gained much, her understanding of the Mystery of Water far surpassing before.
At this moment, as she swung her sword, its power exceeded several times over what it had been in the past.
