"Who is he?"
Ximen Huahai furrowed his brow, deeply shaken by that vast and terrifying sword intent, and asked coldly.
"Wandering Swordsman."
Ye Xuan said solemnly.
Then, he pushed the door and got out of the car, his expression very serious.
"Wandering Swordsman...such terrifying sword intent."
Ximen Huahai said in shock.
"How does it compare to yours?"
Ye Xuan asked expressionlessly, looking at Ximen Huahai who had just alighted from the car.
"Once the Hidden Blade is unsheathed, no matter how strong he is, he can be cut down!"
Although Ximen Huahai was shocked by the terrifying sword intent, it didn't mean he feared it. After all, Ximen Huahai's Hidden Blade hadn't left its sheath for twenty years.
Once unsheathed, the sword momentum that would shake the world would be as majestic as a dragon, sweeping through heaven and earth.
"Good!"
