"Hu Lie," how did he manage to raise such an abnormal Sun Tzu!
Row after row of sword flashes sliced towards his body; during Yun Che's rapid evasion, he felt the sharp sword spirit's faint pain grazing his face and arms. At this moment, Jasmine's warning tone suddenly emerged from his mind: "Yuanou should quickly end the battle. This is your first time using the Evil Soul, and you are actually fighting continuously; it's too intense. You should also be feeling the burden on your body and deep vein. Based on your current condition, the Evil Soul can last for at most another thirty seconds. Beyond that, your deep vein may suffer severe damage."
Yun Che suddenly trembled in his heart.
"You messy trash, do you only know how to dodge?" Since over a hundred of his sword strikes hadn't even harmed a strand of Yin Che's hair, Lu Zhannan, growing more and more desperate, roared.
