One Move Decides Victory and Defeat!
Boom!
A heaven-shaking sword aura came slashing down. Victory and defeat had been decided. The late-stage True Lord expert was sent flying hundreds of meters along with his sword, crashing heavily into the mountainside. The cliff immediately shattered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"You've lost!"
True Lord Qianshan raised his greatsword and pointed it directly at his opponent, his voice low and grave.
"You've won!"
The True Lord gripped his sword tightly and forced out those three words through gritted teeth, but his body went limp as he slowly fell.
With a flick of his hand, Qianshan shot out a medicinal pill, which hovered before the other man. He said in a ringing voice, "My Thousandfold Sword Intent has injured your meridians. This pill can cure it!"
"A fifth-grade pill!"
The man stared at the pill before him, shock and hesitation in his eyes. Still, he reached out and accepted it. Even he found it difficult to obtain fifth-grade pills. His sect was merely a second-rate one and simply did not possess such medicine.
"Many thanks, Brother Qianshan!"
Holding the pill, he cupped his fists toward True Lord Qianshan.
Qianshan nodded, then moved beneath his feet and flashed away, shooting off in search of his next opponent.
After that, Qianshan encountered two more True Lords in succession, yet neither of them could withstand even three of his sword strikes. Every blow was like mountains and rivers overturning, its power astonishing. Gradually, he drew the attention of many people in the alliance venue, and cries of surprise rang out from time to time.
"Something's off about Qianshan's strength. When did he enter the peak True Lord realm?" Lie Jiuyou frowned deeply, confusion flashing through his eyes.
Jian Yue said softly, "Senior Brother,