"Was this sword strike delivered by Lingyuan?"
"With the Heng Ha Brothers' abilities, they actually couldn't block Lingyuan's sword?"
Taoyuan still found it hard to believe. She knew what the Heng Ha Brothers were capable of.
Although the two brothers seemed somewhat wrong in the head, their strength was beyond reproach. Not only did they possess formidable Daoist arts and powerful bodies, they also had numerous wondrous immortal arts. Their crimson and profound qi could dispel every spell and divine ability under heaven. How had they been wounded so badly?
Looking at the seemingly unhealable sword wounds across the Heng Ha Brothers' chests, all three sisters felt doubtful.
Crown Prince Youhua sighed. "The Heng Ha Brothers were pursuing Xuan Xin when they had the misfortune to run into Lingyuan and his companions."
"Before they could react, Lingyuan struck them with his sword. And he wasn't the only one there."
"Besides Lingyuan, Xuanyi of Qinghua and Kong Zhen of the North Region Continent had both arrived. Underworld Lord Shaobai of Zhoushan World had come along as well."
"When the Heng Ha Brothers saw how heavily they were outnumbered, they fled back here."
Meijiang studied the still-bleeding sword wounds on their bare chests and cautiously probed them. The sword intent lingering over the wounds pricked her divine sense like steel needles, making her frown. "Why are these wounds so severe?"
The Heng Ha Brothers tussled with each other, looking utterly unconcerned and paying no heed to the gaping wounds across their chests. Crown Prince Youhua was equally calm. "How could Lingyuan's sword be so easy to withstand?"
The three sisters' expressions grew somewhat grave. A man had his reputation as a tree had its shadow. They had heard of Lingyuan's prowess before, and now, seeing the wounds on the Heng Ha Brothers'