Chapter 450: Black History

With a slash of his saber, the person in midair was turned into a bloody mist by Xi Wanya.

The change in direction of Qingyun Sword's sword seemed to span the space-time continuum and appeared in front of Xi Wanya within a fraction of a second.

Clang!

Xi Wanya parried the longsword with his long saber, but it was like an invisible hand was controlling the longsword. The longsword simply twisted away to counter attack Xi Wanya and an array of silver flowers formed in midair.

Xi Wanya held the handle of his saber. Once again, a brilliant ray of light flashed across, and the silver flowers disappeared instantly.

Only Xi Wanya, with his hand holding the saber behind him, descended from the top of the city wall.

"You are here at the right time! I don't believe that you are better than Qi Zixiao." A voice rang out and a person wielding a spear sprang up like a long dragon into the sky.