"You insolent brat! The sheer arrogance of you!"
Meng Tianxuan retracted his right hand and looked at the savage, crisscrossing sword marks on it. Sharp Sword Qi grazed his Dharma Body. In that brief exchange, he had actually come out worse for wear!
The sleeve of his robe on his right arm was torn away at the shoulder, revealing a mangled, bloody arm!
Qin Yang's newly unleashed Sword Intent was unstoppable; his only option had been to retreat.
If he had tried to block it head-on, he feared his entire arm would have been obliterated!
"What terrifying Sword Intent..."
Meng Tianxuan murmured, shocked to his core. His expression turned incredibly grim.
Ever since he stepped into the Celestial Venerable Realm, this was the first time he had been put in such a state.
"Just what is this Swordsmanship?"
Meng Tianxuan could admit that there were a few people who could injure him, but in thousands of years, no one from the Earth Venerable Realm had ever managed it.
