"Pfft!"
After crashing into a large tree, Liu Nanshan quickly got to his feet, but he still could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood. He stared at Xiao Yun across from him in disbelief, his expression horrified. "Your saber really weighs three hundred and sixty thousand jin!"
Regret filled his heart.
He had underestimated Xiao Yun. He had never expected Xiao Yun's saber to truly be forged from thousand-year black iron, weighing a full three hundred and sixty thousand jin.
Had he known this earlier, he would never have clashed head-on with Xiao Yun like this. That would have been nothing less than courting death.
"Who exactly are you?"
Liu Nanshan swiftly took out a medicinal pill and swallowed it. As he circulated his energy to heal his injuries, he stared at Xiao Yun and asked in a deep voice, "A nobody could not possibly possess such strength. Who exactly are you?"
"Trying to use this chance to stall for time and heal your injuries?" Xiao Yun looked at Liu Nanshan with a mocking expression.
Liu Nanshan's face changed slightly. That had indeed been his plan. He had suffered severe injuries due to his carelessness just now, and fighting Xiao Yun again in his current state would put him at a disadvantage.
He had not expected Xiao Yun to see through him at a glance.
"Even if I let you recover, I still wouldn't fear you. But I'm not that stupid. Strike while you're sick and take your life—that's the cruel law of the cultivation world!" With that, Xiao Yun swung the Black-Iron Battle Saber once more and charged at Liu Nanshan.
Let Liu Nanshan recover from his injuries, then have a fair fight?
Heh, Xiao Yun was not that kind of idiot.
They were already fighting for