Palace Gates Open (1/3)

At this moment, Wu Qi finally understood!

Perhaps Zhou Heng truly had no way to contend against the Treasure Vase Art, but he had absolutely taken advantage of that fact to successfully close in on him!

He had never expected Zhou Heng to shatter the Treasure Vase Art, nor had he expected that inconspicuous Black Broken Sword to be so sharp!

Though the two had exchanged many blows before, it had always been their Sword Qi tangling with each other; they had never truly clashed weapons. How could Wu Qi have imagined that the Black Sword's edge would be this terrifying?

He had believed that the Treasure Vase Art had suppressed Zhou Heng, that he could refine this young rival into a puddle of blood. Never had he expected Zhou Heng to turn his own scheme against him and dig a pit for him instead!

Now, the Black Sword was already slashing down!

What could he use to block it?

Had he not been overly confident in the Treasure Vase Art, then with his crushing level of power, how could Zhou Heng possibly have gotten close? A tremor of Spiritual Power alone would have sent Zhou Heng flying! But now, all his Spiritual Power was devoted to executing the Treasure Vase Art. This strongest killing move had been easily broken by Zhou Heng, instead plunging him into a place of eternal damnation!

He was a peerless genius. He was absolutely unwilling to stretch out his neck and await death like this. He bent his body backward as far as he could and lashed out with a kick at Zhou Heng's wrist!

He had already learned how sharp that broken sword was. He absolutely could not afford to be grazed by it...

Everyone's eyes were fixed upon that broken sword. Would