C5114 Time Passed(part Iii)

With a crisp snap of his fingers, the dozens of seemingly aggressive Wind Blade suddenly disappeared without a trace. Before the saber light had even flashed in the air, a stream of air had already cut off the sword blade in Sicheng Anle's hand. He swept the opponent back.

How could this be? In that instant, this doubt emerged in Sicheng Anle's heart once again. Back then