Get It, Get It... (1)

"Plum blossom..."

The red plum blossoms that filled the sky dazzled the withered Holy Land on the Abyss Island and made the people feel intoxicated.

Gu Qingyi, who was far away from the battlefield, released his grip on the famed sword in his arms and reached out. His fingertips gently twisted and pinched a red plum blossom.

Sizzle!

The red plum blossom split into sword energy that scattered in all directions. It slashed his skin, and he bled.

"Sword cognition..." Gu Qingyi failed to hide the shock in his eyes.

"The Three Streams of Red Plum Blossoms was clearly Master Siren's sword skill!" Gu Qinger also looked up in surprise. "This time, it was Xu Xiaoshou who used it. Moreover, the range of his sword was so wide?"

Gu Qingyi looked around.

The fluttering red plum blossoms almost filled half of the Abyss Island.

If it had been Master Siren's sanctification, he probably wouldn't be able to cover such an area with one sword.