Qin Yu did not know whether Fairy Su was in danger. Currently, all the members of the Hundred Sword Sect had their attention fixed above.
If I don't slip away now, when should I?!
He was already seeking an opportunity, hoping that the renowned First Fairy would not disappoint him.
Above in the sky.
Su Xiyue stood quietly like a pine tree, her gaze calm and unperturbed as she faced the sudden emergence of two Elders from the Hundred Sword Sect. Her state of mind showed no ripples whatsoever.
The Cyan Blade Ancient Sword in her hand trembled softly, as if responding to its owner's resolute decision. Subsequently, an extremely clear Cold Ice Sword Qi burst forth, cutting through the skies and leaving behind a dazzling sword mark.
