"Bewitching Sword?"
Ling Chen was slightly taken aback.
"Exactly. The Bewitching Sword was reportedly once the personal weapon of the Saintess of the Saint Witch Sect, Liu Xiling, known for its astonishing power. I didn't expect that this Demon Sword would end up in Xia Ji's hands," Bai Qianxing continued.
Faster than words could describe, Elder Tianxing swung his long-hafted knife, unleashing a startling Fire Dragon that ferociously hacked towards Xia Ji.
Under the startled gazes of the many onlookers, Xia Ji's lithe body bounded up lightly like a swallow, while the fiercely violent Sword Light of the Fire Dragon passed beneath her.
"Phantasmal Sword Sky Shadow!"
Chilling streams of black sword qi emanated from the blade, spreading out like an octopus's tentacles in all directions.
The sword qi obscured the sunlight, plunging Elder Tianxing entirely into shadow.
