Battle Through the Heavens: I Am Han Feng, Respect the Teacher and Value the Dao

A massive azure longsword materialized in midair, radiating incomparably fierce energy.

Yun Shan pushed forward with both hands, and the azure longsword pierced through the sky, stabbing fiercely toward the Sand Prison.

"Got him!"

Watching the azure longsword pierce through the Sand Prison, Jia Xing Tian seemed to see the young Dou Zong being wounded.

Though he knew it might not kill the opponent, it should at least make him suffer.

The Sand Prison dissipated. The young Dou Zong held the azure longsword in one hand, its tip pressing against his lower back. It had pierced through his clothes, revealing the soft armor beneath.

"This move is an improvement over the last one, but it's still just as worthless."

The young Dou Zong exerted a little force with his hand. The azure longsword cracked inch by inch before shattering into fragments.

"Is this all the Misty Cloud Sect has? What a disappointment."

The light in Yun Shan's eyes gradually dimmed.

Even after giving it his all, he had failed to injure the opponent?

Was his strength truly this inadequate?

Years ago, Han Feng had captured him with a single palm strike. Today, a young Dou Zong had beaten him into this state.

The former Sect Master of the mighty Misty Cloud Sect—what a joke.

Yun Shan simply did not know that both enemies he had faced were geniuses among geniuses.

The Dou Zong elder from the Lion Nether Sect glanced toward Yun Shan's battlefield from the corner of his eye and smiled faintly.

"The Young Sect Master seems to be having quite a good time."

Hai Bodong's pupils contracted slightly.

Based on the intelligence they had gathered so far, they truly had not known that the young man was the Lion Nether Sect's Young Sect Master.

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