This strike, he had used all his strength, confident that even those of the same level wouldn't dare to take it head-on.
As the blade approached, Gu Sheng finally moved.
He didn't dodge, just simply raised his right hand, five fingers slightly spread, meeting the blade engulfed in violent True Qi with precision.
"Courting death!"
The big man sneered, adding even more force.
Clang!
A piercing sound of metal clashing erupted!
The expected scene of flesh and blood flying did not happen.
The blade that could sever refined iron was firmly caught by Gu Sheng's bare hands!
His five fingers were like iron clamps, gripping the blade tightly, no matter how the big man urged his True Qi, his face flushed red, the blade could neither advance nor retreat an inch.
Gu Sheng's wrist shook slightly.
The remarkable Ghost Head Saber shattered abruptly from where it was held, scattering into fragments!
