Upon hearing this, Qi Xuan looked at the arena with shock in his eyes. Under Nie Xiong's sharp and unparalleled offense, Meng Chunrui gradually couldn't keep up. Seeing that Meng Chunrui would be defeated within three moves by Nie Xiong, Qi Xuan became even more anxious!
However, Qi Xuan glanced sideways at Lin Bai and saw the Flying Sword hovering before the Spectator Stand, his expression instantly darkened. With Lin Bai and the Flying Sword glaring closely, it was obviously a fool's dream for Qi Xuan to want to aid Meng Chunrui to victory with ordinary strength.
"At this point, I can't worry about so much anymore! This is the closest I've ever been to the Demonic Sword. If I lose this opportunity, I fear I may never obtain the Demonic Sword in this lifetime!"
Qi Xuan's eyes whirled around quickly, immediately followed by a fierce light, and a hint of ruthlessness emerged from the depths of his gaze.
As Qi Xuan's eyes hardened, a reddish aura gradually spread from his body.
