Peng Qing laughed heartily as he unsheathed his sword to confront Li Guang, with the Yingfeng Sword extending over three meters, swishing so fast that the blade itself was invisible—only a streak of silver light fluttering before the eyes.
Li Guang was forced into retreat step by step until he was cornered. The crimson in his eyes was unmistakable, yes, Ye Tian saw his resolve!
Li Guang struck Peng Qing with a palm hit, pushing him back more than three meters. Taking advantage of the gap, he slashed his own wrist, clenched his fist, and let the blood drip onto the Blood Jade Spirit Sword.
"Blood Jade Spirit Sword, in the end, needs the blood of the one wielding it. It will consume the person, finally turning him into a demon, a demon that only knows killing, a demon devoid of humanity! Ye Tian, I must win. If I survive, you must kill me! Otherwise, I will end up destroying this world! I have already made too many mistakes!"
