Before his words had even faded, the longsword suddenly swelled against the wind and came crashing down!
The blade radiance exploded like startled thunder, crimson shockwaves sweeping in all directions and engulfing Ye Tai, Da Yajin, and the rest.
That pressure was as heavy as a mountain, already infinitely close to the Divine Bridge Realm. Da Yajin and the others felt their blood and qi churn; they did not even have the strength to raise a hand in resistance. Despair seized their hearts in an instant.
Clang!
Just as the blade radiance was about to strike, a clear, ringing clash of metal suddenly resounded.
A black-robed, masked figure appeared within the encirclement like a phantom. With a slanted lift of the Silver Spear in his hand, its tip struck the edge of the longsword with pinpoint precision.
Under the collision of immense force, Xiao Wujiu was actually forced half a step back, while the dark-red blade radiance instantly shattered into specks of light that filled the sky.
"Who?!" Xiao Wujiu's gaze abruptly narrowed as he stared fixedly at the suddenly appearing Black Robed Man, his expression changing.
When masters crossed hands, a single strike revealed their relative depths. In that exchange just now, he had vaguely fallen into the disadvantage.
Qin He's hand around the Silver Spear was as steady as a boulder. The spear was precisely the trophy he had taken from Shen Gongjin.
He altered his voice, his tone carrying a touch of arrogance. "The Twin Heroes of Sin City? Nothing more than that."
"Who are you, sir? How dare you meddle in Sin City's affairs!" Xiao Wujiu demanded in a deep voice, the aura around him climbing once more.
"I am a disciple under Mo Qianyang of Heaven's Pardon Pavilion. Surname Mo." Qin He spoke calmly. Mo