C250 Another One Seeking Death

In a remote corner of the Martial Arts Practice Field, Ye Xuan was practicing his cultivation alone. Sometimes he would squat forward, and sometimes he would leap forward like a crab, like a horse riding on a swallow.

However, no matter how much Ye Xuan practiced this technique, he would never be able to master it. It was either solemn and dignified, or it was light and agile