The roaring wind shrouded the summer day. It was a real fairy art. People around him dared not come out. They stared at the fighting between the two immortals.

It's just that the summer day shrouded by the strong wind has never been quiet. Instead, it's a joke and say, "I can't do anything about it."

"What?"

Blue-robed man's face changed slightly. This is not a common fairy art, but a fierce wind sword, which he practiced. It looks like a fierce wind, but in fact it is fencing. The most ferocious attack is fencing, and the general immortal master can't resist it.

But it was unexpected that Xia Chen...