"Second Grade King Rank?" Sensing Tang Yan's aura, Xiang Yun seethed inwardly. Had he actually been frightened by trash like this just now?
Burning with shame and anger, Xiang Yun slashed his long saber, sending a domineering blade force rushing toward Tang Yan.
Everyone from the Star-Gazing Pavilion watched Tang Yan nervously. The scholar in blue was their last straw to cling to. If he could not stop Xiang Yun, only death awaited them.
Bang!
Two powerful auras collided. Fierce winds scattered in every direction, whipping sand and stones into the sky.
Both men merely swayed.
The Star-Gazing Pavilion disciples were wild with joy. With only Second Grade King Rank strength, the scholar in blue could actually stand on equal footing with Xiang Yun!
The impact sent Xiang Yun's blood and qi churning, and his heart jolted. How could someone at Second Grade King Rank possess such strength?
Before he could think further, he saw Tang Yan rapidly closing in.
He was just about to swing his saber to meet the attack when a bone-white flame suddenly flashed before his eyes. His head buzzed, and his mind instantly went blank.
When Xiang Yun came back to his senses, his expression changed sharply.
An ancient, unadorned Ink Sword was already right before him!
With no time to block, he shot backward, but the sword seemed impossible to evade. Its edge swept lightly past him.
Sensing something strange at his neck, Xiang Yun raised a hand to touch it, and a jet of hot blood sprayed out.
Xiang Yun stared at his palm in disbelief. Then his consciousness swiftly blurred, and his body slowly toppled to the ground.
Hiss-
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Second Grade King Rank, and he had slain Xiang Yun with two sword strikes!
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