C1637 The Treasured Saber Has yet to Age!

Whoosh!

Amidst the watchful eyes of many, Xiao Ling emerged from the tumult of battle. A scar marred his face, from which a trickle of blood seeped. But it vanished just as quickly as it had appeared.

Xiao Ling practiced the Blood Defying Divine Arts, rendering such wounds little more than a nuisance.

"What? Xiao Ling is still alive?"

Tian Zique stamped his foot in frustration