As soon as the word "blood" was heard, the whole square suddenly became silent.

It was as if something blocked the sound.

But Wan Nanxing could notice the solemn look on their faces.

Obviously, there is something about this word that attracts them.

Wan Nanxing tried hard to recall, but her memory about Shushan was already a little blurry.

Moreover, as she was still in her youthful and romantic period, she paid more attention to the love and hatred of many characters in the play.

As for the villain and the like, she really wasn't very clear about it.

I only remember some bloody scenes, maybe it has something to do with that?

"No, although this blood energy is ferocious, it has an awe-inspiring and upright air, and it has no corrupt or vicious meaning."

The old man suddenly shook his head and said.

"It seems that you are in another situation."

He looked at Yu Xing and seemed to catch a certain blood-and-yellow figure.

"That's all. As a sword master, how can you control the Gangsha sword with so little strength?"

"Unsheath and defend against the enemy!"

The old man waved his long sleeves, and the situation suddenly changed!

Yu Xing and Wan Nanxing felt that the sky above their heads suddenly became much farther away.

And the already vast square has become even more borderless!

The old man turned into a huge figure and hung in the sky of the square.

There was a sudden sound of fighting all around, and two disciples, one on the left and one on the right, were running towards me with long swords!
Chapter completed!