Chương 1827: Beautiful counterattack in 1828

"Chuxi!" One-finger su cheered in surprise. Although he had expected that Ling Gusong would use one of the five Chaos Divine stones and that it should not be a threat to Ling Chuxi, the power of the five-colored sword light was there after all. It was impossible to say that he was not worried at all.

It was only when he heard Ling Chuxi's voice that one finger su could finally relax.

A smile also appeared on Huangfu qingjue's beautiful face. Although he knew that nothing would happen to Ling Chuxi, his heart could not calm down. It was only at this moment that his suspended heart finally settled down.

"You're not dead? impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Ling Gusong said in shock as he looked at Ling Chuxi, who was slowly emerging from the five-colored sword light. If he had encountered the five-colored sword light just now, he would have died on the spot. However, Ling Chuxi was safe and sound. How was this possible?