Preston Chen's Mirror of Eternity Chapter 58

There was a "dang-dang" sound of weapons striking each other, and the clouds and mist were slowly blown away by the mountain wind. Preston Chen felt as straight as a dream just now. When the clouds cleared, he saw sword marks on the ground around him, and many branches not far away were cut off, but there was no injury on his body. He was afraid that Marcel and Tuoba Cyril would be in trouble, so he said in a deep voice: "Marcel, Miss Cyril, how are you doing?"

Marcel said: "I'm fine, Brother Chen."

Tuoba Cyril snorted and said, "I'm fine, it doesn't matter."

Preston Chen was startled. He squinted his eyes and saw that Tuoba Cyril's arm was already red. He didn't know when he was stabbed with a sword. But it seems that the injury is not serious. Seeing that Tuoba Cyril was injured, he felt as if he was stabbed in the heart and shouted: "Cyril, you are injured!"

Tuoba Cyril pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Mr. Chen, I said it doesn't matter, this Yang is also tired." She usually didn't smile, but when she smiled now, it was like a spring flower blooming. Preston Chen raised his eyes and saw that Yang Shuo was holding two swords, still crossed in the shape of a cross in front of his heart, but his face no longer had the leisurely look just now. If you listen carefully, you can already hear him. His breathing became thicker. Preston Chen thought to himself: "As expected. Master said that although the Cross Sword is powerful, it consumes a lot of internal energy. I can't stop it alone, but with the help of the Three Talents Formation, this time Yang Shuo killed himself and was at a disadvantage. "