"Sword Saint!"
The Fujiwara Family Head had not expected the Sword Saint to suddenly appear here either, and his eyes narrowed.
He did not particularly care about Dugu Jian Sheng's normal strength alone. He was merely on par with the current Xiong Ba.
But Sword Twenty-Three possessed the possibility of instantly killing him!
That forced him to take the man seriously.
Damn it, why were they all coming out to stop him?
Just what had Xu Yue done?
Ever since he had lured Mumei up the mountain, everything afterward had vaguely slipped beyond his control.
"You two leave first. Don't worry about me."
After blocking the Fujiwara Family Head, the Sword Saint turned back and spoke to the two from Wind and Cloud.
They knew this opportunity was hard to come by. Though both were seriously wounded, and Bu Jingyun had even lost an arm, they still struggled toward the river at the same time.
This was no time for false modesty.
That terrifying enemy who had broken both their attacks with one hand was probably someone only this old Sword Saint could possibly hold back!
Seeing the two from Wind and Cloud leave, the Fujiwara Family Head shook his head with a laugh.
"Looks like I overestimated him. Of course, he is a Son of Destiny. Having you, someone who should have died, step in and trade your life for theirs truly is the course of fate. Then let me witness the Sword Saint's ultimate technique..."
The moment the Fujiwara Family Head finished speaking, his Vitality and Blood surged throughout his body, his blood like liquid mercury. Everyone nearby could hear the sound of crashing waves.
Though it was still daytime, three hundred and sixty stars appeared reflected in the sky. Pure Vitality and Blood alone seemed capable of