Chapter 166: Self-Destruction of the Spirit Aperture

n unchanging.As Shi Chuan's long blade fell, a ringing clang echoed. Lu Ye drew his own long sword with the same straightforwardness, almost identical in its angle and technique, and slashed out with...On the stage, Zi'an quickly retreated, but a wound was still cut across his chest and abdomen. Facing him, Lu Ye leaned forward and struck again with another blow.

Zi An narrowly dodged a rolling gourd, barely escaping its impact. As she rose to her feet, her body was covered in mud stained crimson with blood, looking utterly dishevelled.

He barely managed to steady himself before a gust of wind hit him from behind. He snarled like a rabid dog, feeling a sharp pain on his head as if something had sliced off a chunk of his scalp.

Thed at her. When their eyes met, the cultivator froze in place. For some inexplicable reason, a feeling of shame welled up within him.>>Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!If th...