Chương 1937: Recommendation

In the blink of an eye, a year flew past.

In the past one year, Jian Wushuang and the troop hadn't come across any hindrance and the people from Soul Snatching Palace hadn't barged in either.

In the dark void, the ancient silver spaceship continued to travel forward.

On the deck of the silver spaceship, a purple-haired youth wielded a saber.

Kuang! Kuang! Kuang! Kuang!

There were saber lights that swung out from his hand continuously.

The saber lights were extremely brilliant and they brought along boundless hatred. Every single stroke contained extreme hatred!

"Die! Die! Die!"

The purple-haired youth had billowing murderous intention. The saber skills that he performed were definitely massacre-worthy.

It brought about billowing hatred that would stop at nothing.

Just as he was performing a saber skill, the entire void was engulfed in utter murderous intention and hatred.

His saber skills were ferocious!