"The late-stage spiritual master is indeed much faster!" Xia Yan moved his body sideways, and the blade passed across his chest.
Whether it is the speed of movement or the speed of drawing the sword, this elder of the Song family is extremely fast.
Xia Yan had no time to think about anything more. Moreover, the power on the blade was concentrated. To outsiders, it seemed like a normal sword, but Xia Yan knew how powerful this sword would be if he was hit.
Although the power of thousands of degrees has always existed, the Great Elder has been able to induce it without releasing it!
Therefore, Xia Yan did not even dare to directly confront the great elder with the weapon in his hand!
"Eh?" The great elder was slightly surprised, "This mercenary is so fast!"
Xia Yan's speed surprised the elder of the Song family.
Ordinary spiritual masters are not as fast as Xia Yan. Even he, a late-stage spiritual master, seems to be slightly slower than Xia Yan!
"Chi~"
A burst of sword energy spurted out and slashed directly along the ground.
In an instant, all the furniture in the flight path of the sword energy was chopped in half, and finally, even the wall of the room was blasted with a big hole.
Su Li was frightened by the sight and slowly retreated to a corner.
"Bang bang bang bang~"
Xia Yan's body jumped forward, and his long sword instantly intersected with the elder's long sword hundreds of times in the air. Sparks shot out. Then the two of them separated slightly.
Xia Yan's face was solemn, and he felt that his palms were numb. But the elder was so excited that he moved his body again and rushed over.
"A little less powerful, a little faster, it's very disadvantageous for me in the room!" Xia Yan glanced at the room, trying to think of a way to move the battlefield outside.
Chapter completed!