The blood-colored threads, like a disaster of pythons, were cut into blood Qi and dispersed by his pure sword technique.
Xu Yuan gently shook his head.
To be honest,
Xu Changge's move surprised him somewhat, but it was still within his acceptable range.
If he didn't have such techniques, Xu Changge wouldn't deserve to be called a Bi Wang by him.
The thought flashed through his mind,
Xu Yuan rose from the ground and casually waved his hand downwards.
A blood crystal, about a foot long, condensed and crashed down, quickly reaching the center of the sword dance.
"Dang————"
The sound of metal interweaving with iron echoed over the Sword Pavilion.
Xu Changge held the Jade Sword and forcefully received this spellcraft.
The sharp tip of the blood crystal grazed past the raised sword, sparking bursts of fireworks, and its mighty power pushed Xu Changge back several feet before he finally stopped.
