Seeing Huang Xiao crash heavily to the ground, Qingfeng's expression changed, and he hurriedly called out, "Junior Brother?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, I'm fine!" Huang Xiao quickly sprang up from the ground. He had never expected that when he grabbed the saber's hilt, a force of resistance would seem to surge from it, jolting his true qi to a halt and actually sending him tumbling to the ground.
Huang Xiao had not let go, however. He kept a tight grip on the saber.
Qingfeng stared intently at Huang Xiao-or, more precisely, at the saber in Huang Xiao's hand.
The saber seemed to possess spiritual awareness. As Huang Xiao held it, it trembled incessantly, forcing him to desperately circulate his energy to suppress it.
"Pfft..." Huang Xiao's face suddenly flushed, his body shuddered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Qingfeng said nothing more. He clenched both hands, believing that Huang Xiao should be able to bring the saber under control.
Huang Xiao had never expected this saber to be so uncanny. Although he was holding a saber, it felt as though he had seized an expert-one who was fighting back with all his might.
What astonishing killing intent! Huang Xiao's heart jolted. Wave after wave of fierce killing intent surged from the saber, and a voice seemed to echo through his mind.
That voice uttered only one word: "Kill." The word kept surfacing in his mind.
Trying to bewitch me? Huang Xiao shouted inwardly. You can't!
The true qi in Huang Xiao's dantian churned wildly and rushed into his meridians, then surged madly into the saber in his hand.
As the true qi poured in, the saber trembled even more violently, and its resistance grew fiercer.
But Huang Xiao did not give up. He fought desperately to suppress it.
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