"Such a pity, now it's even less likely for me to take him as my foster son."
Heiye Wuguang sighed helplessly.
He knew that the more outstanding Ling Xiao's performance was, the less likely he could take him as a foster son.
But Heiye Wuxing didn't think much about it. Seeing his disciple, whom he protected wholeheartedly, performing so well, his face was filled with smiles.
The eighty-one wolf shadows not only easily dodged those forty-eight sword qi.
Even more terrifying, the remaining thirty-three wolf shadows directly lunged at the Shadow Demons Hunter.
The Shadow Demons Hunter was like a punching bag, continuously battered.
He kept retreating, unable even to defend, let alone counterattack.
"It's time to end this!"
Ling Xiao raised the longsword in his hand, coldly pointing at the Shadow Demons Hunter.
Purple Qi Eastward Sword—One Sword Returns to the West!
The terrifying purple qi surged like a purple demon charging toward the Shadow Demons Hunter.
