"each other."

"Huh." Xu Xiaoshou breathed out lightly.

"Proficient in Swordsmanship (Innate lv.1)!"

…

The audience watched the two stop talking about love on the stage again, and everyone became impatient.

However, the next second, the place where Izuuntai can accommodate tens of thousands of people began to tremble violently, and the ground shook.

"what happened?"

"earthquake?!"

The audience panicked and turned pale. Xiao Qixiu also looked confused. Just as he was about to say something to comfort everyone, the sword flew out from his back.

Xiao Qixiu:???

Not only him, there were nearly two thousand people in the audience. Anyone with a sword would make a buzzing sound, unsheath himself, and float in the void.

"Kengkengkeng——"

Under the sky, thousands of swords trembled violently, and the sonorous sound of the swords could almost tear a person's eardrums.

"This is..." Everyone looked in disbelief and looked at the graceful young man on the stage.

The young man's right hand rested on the hilt of the sword, his waist slightly bent, still staring at his opponent.

When Mo Mo saw this scene, he secretly thought that he was like a tiger swooping down from the mountain.

"towering--"

At this moment, a terrifying sword energy burst out from Xu Xiaoshou's body, and he was instantly opened.

The sword intent rising into the sky rose up with the clouds, and with a clicking sound, the barrier instantly shattered.

The white sword intent visible to the naked eye penetrated the void and went straight up to the nine heavens.

Thousands of spiritual swords were lifted up by the sword's will, forming a torrent of swords, hovering in the air around Xu Xiaoshou, and finally bursting out like fireworks.

With a bang, the swords shot out in all directions, falling from the sky and returning to everyone.

"what the hell!"

"Innate Sword Intent?!"

Xiao Qixiu's face was red, but his body felt chilly.

He looked at the young man on the ring with his swordsmanship flying wildly, his face full of disbelief, but he had to believe it!

In the field, Mo Mo's forward momentum was overturned, and the sword's intent tore her blood dripping, but she completely ignored this and looked at Xu Xiaoshou with burning eyes.

"Innate Sword Intent???"

Xu Xiaoshou felt the terrifying power of artistic conception and could not restrain his hand from sheathing the sword.

He pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!