Level 8 Lord Zuo Yunxuan

The longer Xu Quan fought, the more alarmed he became.

Before tonight, he had never faced Bai Xiaowen head-on. He had always felt the others were exaggerating. After all, how formidable could a boy with no foundation in internal arts really be?

When he had pursued Bai Xiaowen through Changxi City, he had faced the White Phoenix Squad alone and been driven into a panic by their summoned creatures. That had raised his estimate of Bai Xiaowen's strength, but he still hadn't thought the boy would be so hard to deal with. Bring along a few fellow martial artists, and victory should be all but certain.

But now, two Elite Tier disciples were dead. Even Yang Liyun, a spear expert said to have inherited the Yang Family Spear, had been killed!

The other expert with him was barely holding on. At this rate, he too would die.

Yet Xu Quan couldn't abandon his ally and flee. If word got out, the reputation he had spent half his life building would be ruined.

All he could do now was hope reinforcements came from Changxi City. He gritted his teeth, swung his sword, and struggled to hold on.

Fortunately, luck was on Xu Quan's side.

"So it was you, you little thief Bai, who killed my junior brother! If I don't take your head today, how could I face the spirit of my junior brother Wu Ang?"

A powerful voice rang out from afar, drawing closer fast. When the word "so" reached them, its owner was still hundreds of meters away. By the time he finished speaking, the rush of robes cutting through the air had arrived with him.

A gray figure shot toward them like a ghost. Zuo Yunxuan, Sect Master of the Boundless Sword Sect, had come in person.

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