An Understated Dominance (Dustin Rhys)

Chapter 1681​

After the explosion, there was chaos at the bottom of the mountain, but silence at the top of the mountain.

When all the dust settled, the entire top of Qinshan Mountain seemed to have been ravaged by a hurricane and turned into a bare patch.

Qixia Temple has been razed to the ground, and a large number of flowers, plants and trees have been cleared away.

Even Sterling Reidshu and Lao Gui, who were watching the battle, were forced back a hundred meters by the aftermath of the explosion.

At this moment, the center of the mountain top.

Bai Ye still stood quietly, the Dragon Bird Sword floating in front of him, the golden light hesitating.

And dozens of meters away, the blue star-chasing sword was stuck on the ground, and Hanshuang’s face turned blue and white.

The tiger’s mouth had cracked open, and blood dripped onto the rock.

The two arms were shaking slightly uncontrollably.

“Hanshuang, you are defeated.”

Bai Ye said calmly: “Your swordsmanship is very good, but unfortunately, it’s still a little bit behind.”

“Who said I lost?”

Hanshuang gritted his teeth and said with determination in his eyes: “I have one more move. If you can block it, I will never practice sword practice again!”

“Why bother?”

are still young and you still have many choices. Why do you have

the world, there’s no point in living for

nonsense, suddenly pulled out the star chasing sword

the sword, a thick layer of blood mist suddenly appeared on the surface of

blood mist contains powerful energy, constantly absorbing

an instant, Hanshuang’s entire aura became

and the majesty of true

seems as if

is trying his

this scene, the old ghost

ready, our chance has

not surprised but happy, and his whole body was in high

is too difficult to

use sneak attacks to hit them hard by surprise, so that

and blood will damage your cultivation, right?” Bai Ye

surface of Hanshuang’s body

short period of time, regardless of winning or losing, the body will

the kind

method at the expense of one’s own future and

eight hundred and

would do such a thing unless absolutely

a sword madman, could no longer

“Soul-stealing blow!”