Facing Song Shan's rapidly approaching figure and the cyan sharp blade stabbing straight at his back, Li Yun remained calm, without the slightest fear in his eyes.
Even if Song Shan knew all his strength, kept his distance to wear him down, and flew a kite around him, he still could not do anything to Li Yun.
His body refinement had already succeeded. His Iron Cloth Shirt had reached the jade-skin realm and broken past its limits, cultivating Dan Force. His physical body was incomparably formidable.
Moreover, he had comprehended the Blood Demon Blade Intent, making his killing power fierce and sharp. Song Shan, on the other hand, was already at the end of his rope, his Xiantian Primordial Qi in disarray, barely holding his injuries in check with a single supreme healing pill.
In such a state, Song Shan could not possibly injure him in the slightest, let alone kill him.
What was more, Tang Meier was watching from afar.
On one side was Song Shan, who had barely broken through to the Xiantian Realm through external means and whose potential had already reached its limit.
On the other was Li Yun, who was in the Dan-Forming Realm yet had comprehended Blade Intent and could fight above his realm to slay Xiantian experts. Which was superior and which inferior was obvious at a glance.
As long as Tang Meier saw that Song Shan could not kill him and was even being suppressed by him—
When choosing between the two, any normal person would know what choice to make.
Abandoning Song Shan and firmly drawing in a piece of uncut jade with boundless potential like him was the most profitable deal.
When the rapidly approaching Song Shan saw that Li Yun's expression had not changed, that he was calm and