Final Battle of Sword Saints

Right now, all the hair on the back of Zhang Ruochen's neck was standing up. He kept sweating and he felt extreme danger. His identity could be exposed at any time.

No matter what, I can't stay in the Yin and Yang Sect anymore, he thought. The people haven't processed it now, but it won't take long before people think of me.

Sword Saint Xuanji evidently sensed that Zhang Ruochen was in danger as well. He huffed coldly and said, "Nine Serenity, according to what you said, you're the innocent one?"

The Nine Serenity Sword Saint chuckled. "Xuanji, we've been opponents for our entire lives. Don't you know how I am? Am I the type that doesn't dare take responsibility for what I do?"

After a pause, Sword Saint Xuanji said, "I'd rather believe that you're saying things like this before the final duel to disrupt my mindset."