"What!"
The Cao family's experts nearly popped their eyes out of their sockets.
Especially the two Qi Gathering Realm experts who had attacked.
Had his flying sword really shattered with a light tap of the other man's tongue?
Was he an immortal?
Pfft!
The next moment, the Qi Gathering Realm expert spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.
His flying sword was connected to him by blood. Now that it had shattered, he had suffered a backlash.
My flying sword was pinned down by just one of his fingers?
The other Qi Gathering Realm man stared in a daze, his face full of disbelief.
Then he formed hand seals and tried with all his might to control his flying sword. He urged it forward, but it wouldn't budge; he tried to pull it back, but couldn't retrieve it.
Under Li Ye's finger, the flying sword seemed to have lost all connection with him.
The Pink Clad Girl beside Li Ye had bright, sparkling eyes and looked astonished.
"Courtesy demands that I return what you give."
"Here's your sword back."
Li Ye lay on the grand armchair and spoke coolly.
Clang!
He tapped the sword with his index finger. It wailed and turned around, pointing at its owner.
Then Li Ye struck out with one palm, hitting the hilt. The sword shot away with a whoosh, as swift as lightning, and plunged into the man's chest in an instant.
"Ah!"
The man screamed as a great cloud of blood burst from his body.
The hilt pressed against his chest, while the blade pierced through his back, its tip stained crimson.
"And you."
Li Ye drew a fragment of the flying sword through the air and pinched it between his fingers. He silently circulated the