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Public Sea.
The sea fog swirled.
As a Sword Stream, Sword Master Eleven's Sword Dao Cultivation is second only to Wandering Swordsman Kenshin.
When he drew the Soft Sword from his waist,
a faint and weak Sword Qi, resembling a thin willow, suddenly erupted wildly like a fierce storm, roaring thunder, and flashing lightning.
"Swish!"
The sword light, green as an emerald rainbow, flickered across the sky like a fleeting astonishment.
It directly cleaved toward Yin Hua!
Yin Hua's expression changed dramatically, a touch of gravity appeared on her face.
"Boom!"
The green sword light cleaved pressure on Yin Hua's head.
But it was blocked mercilessly by Yin Hua's Sleeve Sword.
"Crack!"
The short sword, only half an inch long, made of fine steel, shattered with a "bang," nearly cutting Yin Hua's fingers.
"Yin Hua, I don't want to make things difficult for you. Tell me where Tang Xuan is, and I can give you a swift end."
