Sword Lifts Head

Sha Yingsi's movement technique was ordinary, so he had fallen far behind Fang Zhehua and the other. He only managed to catch up now, but the scene before him was utterly different from what he had imagined.

Even if Chen Fei had not been killed outright, he should at least have been seriously injured. He had broken through to the Aperture Refining Realm just over a year ago. Even if his movement technique was outstanding, once that advantage had been offset, he should have had no other means left.

Yet what Sha Yingsi saw now was Fang Zhehua and the other trapped within a sword array. The sword array's power was exceptionally great, actually pinning two martial artists of the same realm inside so thoroughly that they could not move.

If the sword array had faced only one person, that person would likely have been ground to death by it outright.

Was this the level of martial arts a warrior who had only broken through to the Aperture Refining Realm a year ago should possess? It was not as if Sha Yingsi had never seen the Heavy Origin Sword Array before. He was extremely familiar with its power.

Within the Yuan Chen Sword Sect, there were naturally people whose Heavy Origin Sword Arrays surpassed Chen Fei's. Those in the Mid-stage Aperture Refining Realm and later stages could all overwhelm others through sheer strength.

But among them, few possessed such exquisite mastery over the sword array. Such subtle transformations could only arise after one's understanding of the technique had reached a certain level.

"Who exactly are you!" Sha Yingsi shouted sharply.

He had the same thought as Yu Xiaolin. Was Chen Fei actually someone else from the Yuan Chen Sword Sect in disguise? After all, they were not familiar with Chen