As he visualized, it was the spring day when all things sprouted, insects stirred, and the sky had startling thunder, awakening the earth.
This finger move, erupting with the murderous intent born in an instant, was indeed extraordinary in its manipulation of power.
Li Xuan immediately began contemplating how to apply the "Thunder Shock Finger" to his flying sword.
With his exceptional talent, he soon had a minor epiphany, realizing that his previous method of using the flying sword was too crude.
Firstly, he expended too much of his own energy, and secondly, the flying sword suffered excessive losses during its thrust.
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt the sound of flying swords from afar.
Li Xuan naturally stepped out of his room, and saw in the distance, the rain had just stopped, the ground was wet, and the mountain lodge and ancient building reflected a faint water light...
And Feng Mengrou was practicing sword in a purple robe.
