The blood on the hilt seemed to surge up to the sword body spiritually, and the sword body glowed red, shaking away the war-killed sword.

Yi Xiaorou tried hard to steady her numb and trembling hand, but the sword was going crazy. The wound on Yi Xiaorou's tiger's mouth did not heal as quickly as before. The blood rushed from the wound to the sword, and the sword seemed to

It was the first time I encountered delicious food after being extremely hungry for many years, and I felt like I had to eat as much as I could.

Zhan Yao was directly facing the sword, how could its strangeness escape Zhan Yao's eyes.

Zhan Yao looked at the red liquid flowing on the sword and realized that it was Yi Xiaorou's blood.

She is a heretic of gods and demons, and her natural talent and bloodline are extremely strong, so this is why the sword recognizes her as its master.

Yi Xiaorou is indeed good and very strong!

Maybe if I wait a little longer, I might not be her match.

Maybe...if she didn't have her activated special ability, she wouldn't necessarily have a chance of winning...

Zhan Yao raised his hand and put his forehead helplessly and smiled, looking at Yi Xiaorou, "You are indeed very strong. I didn't want to use that ability against you. After all... you were the only one who used that ability after that."
Chapter completed!