Fang's eyes narrowed slightly at this moment. "This Su Xin is probably using the Chiba Phantom Body, one of the six first-rate body techniques of the Su family. Judging from his appearance, he should...The Sixth Sacred Mountain, in the courtyard where Su Xin resides.

Wow!

Blades of light flashed as Su Xin practiced swordsmanship alone.

"Shadowed!" "Dream fragments!" "Dawn breaks!" "Ephemeral bloom!" "Snowy expanse!" "Path to the underworld!"

Each move follows seamlessly from the last.

"No, that's not right."

Su Xin quickly stopped, and his brows furrowed.

He had mastered the Flying Blood Sword Art long ago, and his proficiency was extremely high. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it peerless. He could perform each of the six forms in this technique almost perfectly, bringing out the full power of each move.

It was like this before.

However, at this moment, as he wielded this sword technique again, it felt completely different.

It's not because of the proficiency in swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship itself...by Su Yuning, who had charged from the side, were sent flying back at once. Even Su Qinghong, who was facing Zhao head-on, was knocked back by a single punch, leaving all four looking rather dishevele...