At that hair's-breadth moment, the ground beneath Hu Xiaotian suddenly collapsed. With no road into the heavens, a door opened into the earth. Liang Yinghao, who had been lurking underground and fighting a guerrilla battle, had already sensed that something was wrong. At the critical moment when Hu Xiaotian was attacked from front and rear, he broke through the ground beneath his feet, and Hu Xiaotian fell into the hole.
The Blade Demon had been certain that Hu Xiaotian had nowhere to escape, only for this sudden turn of events to let him slip out of their pincer attack.
Xiong Tianba's target abruptly vanished. He stared blankly at the hole, then jerked his head up and saw the Blade Demon diving from the Beacon Tower. With a furious roar, he actually raised his great iron hammer and smashed it toward the Blade Demon's chest.
Blade Demon Feng Xingyun knew nothing about this reckless, dark-skinned boy, and did not even know which side Xiong Tianba belonged to. In his haste, he raised the Delicate-Brow Saber and slashed at the iron hammer. Feng Xingyun's mastery of blade energy had not yet reached the point where he could wield it freely at will, especially at such close range.
The Delicate-Brow Saber met the great iron hammer head-on. With a clang, sparks flew in every direction. The saber rebounded in Feng Xingyun's hand, and had he not stepped back, its tip would almost have injured him. Only then did he take a serious look at the dark-skinned youth before him. In all his memory, he had never encountered an opponent with such powerful arms. This boy possessed innate, prodigious strength.
Xiong Tianba stared woodenly at his great hammer. In that collision, the sharp Delicate-Brow Saber had carved a deep gash into it. Xiong Tianba