A great battle came to an end, destroying the ancient yellow sand road, leaving behind traces everywhere. One person died, and the other left.
"Master, is the sword-wielding old man really dead?"Ye Sheng asked curiously.
Priest Qingxu said uncertainly, "I don't know. Logically speaking, he should be 100% dead, but I still have a glimmer of hope."
Second Senior Brother Dao Ming said, "He must be dead. His body split open and his martial sword intent merged with the Kirin to produce such great power. If he doesn't die, then he can really become an immortal."
Priest Qingxu smiled and said, "Maybe."
"Ye Sheng, my father told me to leave. Let's meet again next time."At this time, Beauty Zhou said to Ye Sheng reluctantly.
Ye Sheng said, "I don't know when we will meet again. My master wants to take me and second senior brother out of Xianyang."
"What? You want to leave Xianyang?"Beauty Zhou said in surprise.