Jiang Xiaobai didn't dare to be careless, especially when he felt the strong and violent killing intent in this woman's body.
This woman's saber skill practice relied on killing. Once killing was stopped, her saber skill level would not continue to increase, but would even decrease.
"This is the first level warrior we are going to face alone. Are you ready, Frost?" Jiang Xiaobai replied with a faint smile.
A white light was emitted from the Frost as if responding to Jiang Xiaobai. Jiang Xiaobai's face also became ferocious as he raised the Frost.
Seeing Jiang Xiaobai's posture of fighting, Mo Zhihua just sneered. The scimitar was long, different from the ordinary one.
Its hilt was long, and its blade was also long. In the past, people used it to restrain the horsemen, and the saber was between long weapons and short weapons.
Mo Zhihua let out a roar and rushed to Jiang Xiaobai and cut down. In front of Jiang Xiaobai, Jiang Xiaobai didn't even move.