Although he was secretly shocked, the Blood Swordsman Gu Cheng did not think Chu Ming could defeat him.
Clang!
Splurt!
A trace of blood splattered from the contact point of their sword blades. The Blood Swordsman Gu Cheng's face froze slightly, and his body quickly retreated. As his white hair flew, he slashed the Blood Sword toward the sky with his right hand.
"Flying Tiger Dark Night Slash!"
Boom!
An illusion appeared in everyone's eyes. It seemed as though a fierce tiger, rather than a sword light, darted back and forth through the air, revealing its crazed claws and fangs.
Chu Ming's white robe fluttered sharply, his eyes blazed intensely. The spiritual power within him surged like a continuous river, transforming into astonishing sword intent brewing inside him.
"Red Lotus Rain!"
