Hissss!
Upon witnessing this scene, Yamamoto Jiro immediately felt a chilling sensation racing up his scalp!
Seeing this spectacle, Kylin was not about to stop there. Once again, the Cold Sword in his hand danced amid the air.
Swish swish swish!!!
One after another, streaks of sword light began to burst forth again.
There was, indeed, a feeling of one sword illuminating the cold across nineteen continents.
Upon seeing this, Yamamoto Jiro and his companions realized the strength of Kylin, leading them to scatter quickly. None of them dared to face Kylin's sword light directly.
"Come on, your ancestors taught you sword training! Let me teach you Sword Dao!" Kylin taunted with a playful smirk.
At this moment, the frustration within Yamamoto Jiro and his companions had reached the boiling point, it felt as if they were succumbing to great humiliation.