"Are you really from the Polarity Sect?"
Jiang Xiaobai narrowed his eyes and asked coldly, with a dangerous look in his eyes.
"Jiang Xiaobai, it seems that you have remembered everything,"
Zion shouted in a deep voice. His breath rose again. The ice blade in his hand emitted a cold air as if it could cut Jiang Xiaobai's head at any time.
Jiang Xiaobai's eyes turned cold when he heard what Zion said.
"I do remember. And what I want to do most is to send you to hell!" Jiang Xiaobai said coldly and rushed out again, holding Frost Sword in his hand and vomiting his spiritual blood.
"Buzz."
Frost Sword let out a buzzing sound. A thick layer of lightning instantly covered the entire sword.
Then, a sword aura shining with golden lightning swept toward Zion.