"Who was that?"
Jing Tian's face was grave.
At Penglai, under the guidance of his seniors, he had sparred with Penglai's disciples. Though he was still somewhat weaker than the elite disciples, he could already gain the upper hand against ordinary disciples who had cultivated for many years!
Especially with the Demon Sword in his hand—aside from himself, no one else was willing to touch it directly.
Yet that man had not only blocked his full-force strike with his bare palms, but had also directly touched the Demon Sword. He was definitely a formidable enemy!
His strength was likely no weaker than that of Penglai's elite disciples!
At the same time, Jing Tian's fighting spirit rose.
One always had to hold back during sparring matches, lest the Demon Sword injure someone. But this person clearly required no such consideration!
On the other side, Luo Rulie also frowned as he looked at Jing Tian.
He subtly shook his trembling hands behind his back.
That sword strike had been swift and heavy. In particular, that bizarre flying sword had even disturbed his mind the moment he touched it!
If not for his half-demon body, he might have suffered a disastrous setback just now.
He was currently injured. Not only had his true strength been affected, but he also had to suppress and control his demonic transformation to avoid falling back into that muddled state from before.
Facing an opponent like this now was truly troublesome...
Over at Tang Family Fortress, everyone was shocked to see that a man clearly close to Xuejian had forced Luo Rulie back with a single strike.
As longtime rivals, they naturally knew how terrifying Luo Rulie was. His poison arts were formidable, and his strength was unfathomable.
Even when the old fortress lord was still alive, he