"Clang~!"

After hearing a slight sound, Xuan Hai finally pulled out the sword from his waist.

The sword is not long, only more than two feet, and the whole body is ice blue, with wave-like knife patterns on it.

Under the sunlight, the sword exudes a faint ice blue, which looks very beautiful.

"This knife is called Zhan Xie. It is two feet three inches long and two inches wide. It is made of meteorite iron from outside the domain. It is indestructible and can cut iron like mud. It has been with me for thirteen years and has killed countless evils!"

Xuan Hai held the knife horizontally in front of his eyes, stroking the blade with his fingers while introducing it in various ways.

"Good knife!"

Yan Buqi looked at it carefully and couldn't help but praise it.

"It is a good knife, but I never use it easily, because once this knife is unsheathed, blood must be seen."

Xuan Hai said indifferently: "Since you want me to be serious, you must be prepared to die under this knife. You and I have no grudges, and I don't want to kill you, so I will give you one last chance. As long as you admit defeat immediately, you can still save your life. If you insist on doing it, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

"Master, I appreciate your kindness, but since I am on the stage, I have no intention of retreating. Please use it, and we will leave our lives to fate." Yan Buqi remained calm.

"What a good saying, life and death are up to fate! Since you don't listen to my advice, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Xuan Hai's eyes turned cold, and he stopped talking nonsense. He suddenly shot out.

The evil-slaying knife in his hand slashed at Yan Buqi's head at lightning speed.

Xuan Hai's knife was very fast, so fast that almost only a blue light could be seen.

Unlike the previous Luohan Gong and the Great Compassion Palm, this was pure physical strength, extreme speed, and extreme explosive power.

Wherever the blade passed, the air was torn in half, but there was no sound.

"What a fast knife!"

In the audience, Liu Rushuang's pupils shrank and her face was horrified.

As the saying goes, an expert can tell the outcome with just one move.

Although Xuan Hai only made a simple chop, he showed terrifying speed and power.

At this moment, she understood the horror of the ascetic monk.

Not only is his cultivation profound, but his body has also been polished to the extreme. He is a rare warrior who cultivates both inside and outside. JrNovels.com