You Su suddenly asked.
Why do these two Mr. Chengying, one using the Chunchan Sword, the other using the Broad Sword seized from Huo Yuandi, uniquely not use their own life-bound Immortal Sword?
The monster heard this and also stopped crying. Her eyes were vacant, as if she just remembered, she had a sword, a sword that belonged to her.
"You've kept these hands, isn't it just to hold it?!!"
You Su roared, trying to awaken the fighting spirit of the monster.
Indeed...
My entire body has rotted into mud, yet I've kept these hands formed from sword bones...
Isn't it just to hold the Shadow-Bearing Sword?
"Because you are unworthy."
The words of the Female Sword Immortal chilled the heart like the cold rain.
You Su turned back and gave her a high-level glare, and those pitch-black eyes made the Female Sword Immortal pause.
And in this instant gap, You Su leapt like a poised leopard, and in a moment was beside the monster.
He held his slit wrist above the monster's head:
