C649 Crimson Phoenix Blood!

Three times in a row, a knife and a knife in half, this kind of technique is really bold.

The blood stone in his hand was only the size of a walnut. Even if it was sold, it would only be a hair's breadth away.

This time, Xu Xian turned the saber to cut, and smoothly slid along the blood stone's striations.

"Crack crack..."

The subtle sound of cracking was like a woodpecker pecking a walnut