。“Oh, so you're just a prince from a small country.” 。Gui Momo's face was placid, bordering on disdain. 。As a venerated pilgrim to the martial god's temple, she certainly had the right to look down...A thick blade of energy, vast as a mountain range, slashed downward.

A torrent of sword energy fell, cleaving the heavens and earth.

When Ji Taisu saw this, he stamped his foot.

Beneath her feet, purple mist billowed and then transformed into a violet lotus flower.

A purple lotus, its petals closed, envelops Ji Taisu within. Purple runes flow across its surface.

This is a powerful defensive technique.

The sword of years slashed onto the purple lotus bud, bursting forth with dazzling runes.

Ji Tai Sui's lips twitched, just about to say something.

His face, however, changed abruptly.

The king is carefree, his sword pointing downwards with each strike.

"Slash!"

Whoosh!aoyao's eyes."This seems...lacking." Jun Xiaoyao mused inwardly.... while the outside world saw Chu Xiao still suffering a crushing defeat at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao. ...Everyone present was not too...