Seeing the scene before him, Xu Yuan didn't hesitate for a moment as he twisted the grip of the Blade, pushing it forward abruptly with his hand at the end of the hilt.
Scattered ink merged with blue Scorching Flames, emitting a sizzling sound.
The two streams of Origin Qi continuously merged and dissolved for an instant, and the sharp blade had already penetrated the blue flames, slowly but steadily stabbing toward Qin Weishu's chest.
"..."
The relentless assault, like a tidal wave, pushed Qin Weishu's heart to its limits, his pupils locked onto the approaching blade tip, realizing he could no longer wrestle.
This Blood Saber was also a Technique Blade and should be breakable.
With a flicker of thought, the cluster of blue flames swayed lightly, like two palms beginning to misalign and squeeze, making the ink-stained blade creak instantly.