Zhou Kun could not help roaring, "Who exactly are you? The Liu Family couldn't possibly have any other powerful allies. I spent five years preparing for this. There's absolutely no way I wouldn't know about an expert like you!"
For Huang Xiao to possess such power at his age, Zhou Kun refused to believe he was alone. In other words, Huang Xiao probably had a master, a sect, or something of the sort behind him.
Yet he knew absolutely nothing about such a force. Five years ago, he had found no sign that the Liu Family had friends like these. Perhaps this force was so powerful that their Swift Sword Sect simply could not uncover it.
At that thought, despair crept into Zhou Kun's heart. His Swift Sword Sect really had courted its own destruction.
"Who I am doesn't matter," Huang Xiao said mildly.
"Kill!" Zhou Kun shouted, charging at Zhu Yang.
All he could do now was stake everything on one last attempt. Surely he could not simply wait obediently to be killed?
Of course, he still did not dare charge at Huang Xiao. Perhaps there was a sliver of a chance he could break through on Zhu Yang's side.
Zhu Yang showed no mercy either. Holding his saber in his left hand, he slashed, instantly sending a blade of saber force at Zhou Kun. This saber force was clearly different from what he had used against Huang Xiao earlier.
That was because Zhu Yang was now truly fighting, holding nothing back. Since Huang Xiao had said to end this quickly, he had no reason to hesitate.
Zhou Kun's sword was fast. It had to be said that the Swift Sword Sect's swordsmanship did indeed have its subtleties, but Zhu Yang's Left-Hand Saber was equally fast, and its saber