Demonic Sage Of Ten Swords

After a few rounds of violent exchanges, the bloody '-1' that continuously appeared above Mu Jiuge's head caused his face to turn pale.

He could not believe that his swordsmanship, which he took pride in, was merely child's play in front of this man.

"Go to hell!" eventually, Mu Jiuge could not help but to unleash his berserker's skill, the Groundbreaking Slashes.

A fiery red blade surfaced from the ground. It formed a crescent shape, then charged toward Ao Jian.

Upon seeing this, Ao Jian focused his gaze before he nimbly dodged the blade and avoided the attack by the skin of his teeth.

"Wu, one of the inheritances in the Spirit Summoning Palace seems unstable!" Bei Li, who was eating, said in a serious tone.

"Huh?" puzzled, Lu Wu stared at Bei Li.

"Let's go and have a look!" Bei Li's consciousness entered the artifact and Lu Wu quickly followed after seeing that.