The middle-aged man's expression abruptly changed. He thrust both hands forward, and a long saber appeared in his grasp.
He gripped the saber tightly with both hands, and an equally suffocating aura surged from his body. The long saber in his hand suddenly descended.
Amid rolling thunderous roars, explosions in the sky rang out without end.
At the same time, terrifying shockwaves spread in all directions as the two great experts clashed.
Watching the traces left by the two experts' exchange, Chen Fan raised his brows and shot into the sky. Sword light flickered in his hand as he shattered the residual force scattered through the heavens, preventing their battle from affecting the Sword Sect.
This guy really is a King-sealing expert... Chen Fan raised his brows, staring fixedly at the sky.
At that moment, the middle-aged man's expression became exceedingly strange.
"It seems Blood Sword Marquis ought to be called 'Blood Sword King' instead... I never expected it. A mere Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect actually produced someone like you."
He Gu shook his head as he looked at the Blood-Drinking Sword in his hand. "Unlike the Luotian Sect, which can casually send out a King-sealing expert..."
The middle-aged man shook his head and put away his saber. "Since you are a King-sealing expert, then just treat everything I said before as bullshit."
His words were crude and blunt.
"Master!" Wu Shen's expression shifted slightly behind him.
The middle-aged man merely shot him a glance. "Are you questioning my decision?"
Wu Shen's face changed drastically. "This disciple would not dare!"
"Hmph!" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, then turned back to He Gu. "Since you possess the strength of a King-sealing expert, you are qualified to possess an 'immortal pill.' I will not linger any longer—"
He Gu's expression was equally subtle.