The cold sea breeze scraped across the jagged reefs. Below their feet, waves shattered with a dull roar.
Tu Gang's eyes were fixed on Chen Qing, as if he wanted to tear his flesh from his bones, inch by inch.
"You little bastard!"
Every word from Tu Gang was steeped in bone-deep hatred. "I'm going to chop you into pieces and feed you to the fish. I'll make you suffer a fate worse than death."
The instant the last word, "death," left his lips, the reef beneath Tu Gang's feet exploded!
He transformed into a bloody streak of light that tore through the sea breeze. His Ghost Head Saber let out a piercing shriek. Before the blade even arrived, the condensed, almost tangible, bloody Saber Qi had already split the air, looking as if it would swallow Chen Qing whole.
The Saber Qi enveloped the area, and the powerful winds gouged deep marks into the reef's surface!
Facing this astonishingly powerful strike, Chen Qing's eyes were as serene as a cold, ancient well.
