Chương 5295: Each sword was stronger than the last.

Ling Chuxi's mind was clear. Her eyes lit up and she once again entered the strange space in the picture scroll.

That carefree and uninhibited back was right in front of her. Just like the last time, no matter whether Ling Chuxi advanced or retreated, the distance between the two of them did not change.

The man stood facing the abyss, his clothes like a painting. After a long time, he slowly drew out his long sword and waved it gently.

The sword travels the nine provinces! A few large words flashed in Ling Chuxi's mind like lightning.

Ling Chuxi looked excitedly at the sword technique in the man's hand, afraid that she would miss even the smallest detail.