บท 122: The Feelings of His Beloved Dying in Front of Him

Swoosh! A silver sword beam flashed past. The thin sword body was silent and moved at a shocking speed. In the face of danger, Xie Jiuhan raised his eyebrows and dodged the sword.

The Sword God was not surprised that his attack did not hit. He swung his wrist and a beautiful sword flew towards Xie Jiuhan's throat. In the next second, the forward momentum of the ancient sword came to a halt. Two slender fingers clamped the tip of the sword tightly.

"Old Sword God, your sword technique has regressed!" Xie Jiuhan teased.

The Sword God's expression froze. The surrounding flames shone on his face, making him seem a little down and out. His gaze moved across Xie Jiuhan's body. He wanted to see what this powerful young man looked like.

"Fire, Fire Phoenix's… Eye, you, you are…" Sweat rolled down from his temples. The Sword God's pupils constricted violently. There was a blood-red Phoenix eye tattooed on Xie Jiuhan's right waist.