C553 Regret.

Facing Fenng Yi, who was smashing down with his double hammers, Ye Qingchen's eyes narrowed.

He flipped his palm.

A pale white light flashed by in an instant.

The Ashy Sword appeared in his hand.

With the Ashy Sword in his hand, the sword qi that was surging around his body instantly became even sharper and more bone-piercing.

As he suddenly swung his sword out