"Hmph, this is ownerless, it's not certain yet who it belongs to!" Jiu Mo Yan snorted coldly.
Although he feared Ye Lingyun, giving up the King's Blood without a fight was definitely out of the question.
"Very well, let everyone compete based on their strength!" Yu Qingcheng extended his Star-picking Hand, reaching out rapidly.
His palm was hazy, dreamlike and illusory.
This was the Moon Embracing Pavilion's Absolute Skill, the Star-picking Hand. It was said that at Great Success, it could pluck the very form of reality, and now it was employed to seize the King's Blood, extremely sharp.
"Hmph!" Ye Lingyun snorted coldly, drawing his longsword with Sword Qi slashing swiftly at the Star-picking Hand.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly; he directly executed the Devouring Sword, aiming to devour the King's Blood.
A black sword appeared, with a dark vortex emerging at the tip, seeming able to swallow everything.
