The leading youth was the Evil Medicine Sect's top disciple at that time, the owner of the memory, Bail Qingling.
A moment later.
Perhaps a bit tired.
Among the ranks, more and more disciples' movements began to slow down, unable to keep up with the youth's pace.
"Report to the chief senior brother! I... I can't keep up! This set of sword techniques is too intense!"
"Yes! Brother Bai, our Evil Medicine Sect has always focused on alchemy and poison making, there's no need to force ourselves in Sword Dao!"
......
The disciples spoke one after another.
Finally, by mutual consent, they all stopped and sat down to rest.
However, the chief in front of them ignored it and continued practicing swordsmanship.
And behind him.
There was a young girl, with sweat dripping from her head, her little face very serious, following the chief senior brother's movements, darting side to side, her sword movements like rain!
