But the Li Xuantiang in front of him was different.
This strike could truly make him sense danger!
Luckily, he noticed that Li Xuantiang was not among the five earlier, so he'd been cautious. If he had been caught off guard by this strike, the result might have been completely different from the first wave of ambush.
"You think I placed the Cold Ruins Tripod in the Beehive for what, you fool!"
As the Big Saber bore down, Xia Hong faintly smirked, and three blood-red marks suddenly appeared on his forehead—the Great Xia Sacred Pattern. He then reversed his grip on the Yanhan Blade, bent his knees and lowered his body almost to the ground before abruptly rising up in a slash.
Whoosh......
A fierce blade light rose from below, slicing through the night sky.
The vertical blade light brought by the surging airflow, compared to the horizontal light slashed by Li Xuantiang, was not inferior at all; in fact, even more solid and furious.
