Xie Xuan frowned, sighed helplessly, and the sword came out of its sheath again. The sharp sound of the sword resounded through the void. Then a mighty sword filled with heaven and earth came to the ghost. It didn't stop for half a minute, just like a hot knife cutting oil, it completely disappeared into the ghost. Then it exploded, and the ghost's body became disabled.

although the mourning stick in his hand is still waving hard, and the blue flames are running in disorder, Xie Xuan's sword Qi has destroyed the energy circulation channel of his whole body, so he can no longer stand up, and the blue flames...