The Fantasy Continent of Another World

Xieyue Mountain, cliffs. . "Go ahead, Ye Xue. You have no other choice." A young man about twenty-five years old, about nine feet tall, wearing a green gown, with a simple white jade sword hanging on his waist, waist-length black hair fluttering in the wind, his face expressionless, his dark eyes with sharp eyes, staring at Ye Xue, who was about eighteen years old, in front of him. Ye Xue is about eight feet tall, wearing a black warrior uniform, carrying a three-foot long sword on his back, with short black hair that reaches his neck, and his dark eyes reveal hatred. "Even if I die, I will never hand over the Blood Coagulation Art to you!" Ye Xue looked at Shang Chen and said fiercely. "Death? In front of me, even if you want to die, it will be difficult for you!" Shang Chen heard Ye Xue's words and said disdainfully, looking at Ye Xue with contempt. "Even if you can't die, I won't make it easy for you!" Ye Xue drew out the long sword from behind, kicked off his feet, and rushed towards Shang Chen quickly. .. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.