But the freezing mist had only spread halfway when Chen Hushan suddenly realized he could no longer find Chen Sui!!
The sparks on his body had stopped, too.
Yet the sense of danger lurking beneath the surface had only grown stronger!
Wait!
Chen Hushan suddenly caught on and whipped around.
A brilliant silver light flared before his eyes.
Slash!!
The silver light closed in at high speed, pierced his internal-force barrier, and carved a savage wound across his chest.
"Wait! We surrender!!" Chen Hushan cried out in terror.
Slash!
A silver longsword now hung precisely before his forehead. Chen Sui held its hilt.
Sweat beaded on Chen Sui's brow, and his expression was grave, but a trace of irrepressible delight shone in his eyes!
"We surrender! You've beaten us!!" Chen Hushan backed away several steps. When he saw the rest of his team retreating in defeat under their opponents' attacks, he dared not utter a single threat.
"Go! All of you, go!!"
He stumbled backward at a run. Only when he saw that Chen Sui had no intention of pursuing him did he turn and flee in disgrace.
Watching their battered opponents retreat, Chen Sui let out a heavy breath and relaxed his right hand. He had gripped the sword so tightly that the skin between his thumb and forefinger had split.
"Even the old Clear Sword, paired with the Light Body secret art, could be this strong...!" He drew a deep breath, his scalp tingling.
Only now, after putting what he had learned to use in a real fight, did he understand just how powerful Qingfeng Temple's martial arts had become.
In the past, Qingfeng Temple could never have faced the Crimson Rice Clan, one of the Three Sects and Six Clans. Even against the Hundred Flowers Sect or