Soul ignition

"The snow falls on the West Mountain, and the sun and moon are present on the xuanmang mountain. Hanyan of the eastern Mountain, borrowing the wind and thunder from beyond the nine Heavens!"

Jiang Churan recited a poem as the silver blade in her hand emitted a crisp sound. A Silver River descended from the nine Heavens, washing away all dust and dirt as if it was about to be reborn from the end of the world.

Tian SI's expression was stern. He had also seen through Jiang Churan's thoughts. Jiang Churan wanted to break through all the techniques with a single force and force him into the final battle to the death!

"Hmph, how can I let you have your way?"

He held the spear in front of him, and the Maha ancient characters appeared one by one. They rotated around him and formed a golden circular enchantment.

As long as he defended well and continued the current situation, he would definitely win, so he was not in a hurry.