In terms of strength, Su Xin felt that Shen Jiufeng was actually somewhat stronger than Yi Jianting had been.
Unfortunately, the current Su Xin was no longer the Su Xin who had faced Yi Jianting back then. After battling so many True Martial Realm powerhouses, Su Xin's own combat strength had also soared tremendously.
Ten punches fell, and Shen Jiufeng's stone saber dharma manifestation shattered completely. The people present could scarcely believe it—Shen Jiufeng had been defeated just like that? Suppressed from beginning to end, and even after bringing forth his dharma manifestation, he had still lost so miserably?
Yet at that moment, Shen Jiufeng suddenly moved. His stone saber dharma manifestation shattered and dispersed into heaven-and-earth essence, but from within that stone saber, he drew a narrow crescent blade gleaming with peerless sharpness. Its cold aura was bone-piercing, incomparably frigid.
A dharma manifestation was something formed from one's own power combined with the power of heaven and earth. No matter how lifelike it became through one's understanding of martial arts, it was still an illusory thing.
Yet Shen Jiufeng had now drawn a real weapon from that illusory dharma manifestation. Even Su Xin had no idea how he had accomplished it.
Just then, a martial artist below suddenly cried out, "Isn't that the divine weapon Cold Dragon Crescent Blade once wielded by 'Cold Feather Saber Saint' Nie Tian'ao? Rumor had it that it was buried with Nie Tian'ao in the Extreme Northern Ice Sea. So it actually fell into Island Master Shen's hands."
Su Xin narrowed his eyes, a hint of surprise appearing in them.
He had found it strange earlier. He had shattered Shen Jiufeng's Abyss Dragon Blade with the Way of Self Sword, yet Shen Jiufeng had not suffered the slightest harm.
That Abyss Dragon Blade was