Heart-Piercing Sword Li Ya had been watching Chu Xisheng closely all along, so he noticed the abnormality immediately.
When he saw Chu Xisheng's changed eye color and the hair stirring without wind, his brows knitted tightly.
The key was not the change in Chu Xisheng's appearance, but the astral force welling up outside his body and his suddenly strengthened saber intent.
Previously, Li Ya had still been evenly matched with Chu Xisheng.
Even when this man drew on the hostility and killing intent of the Shangguan Clan's thousand-plus clan soldiers and the White Cloud Stronghold bandits to raise his saber intent several levels, Li Ya had been only slightly inferior.
Yet now, the manifestation of Li Ya's sword intent was crumbling piece by piece under the assault of that giant beast with a dragon's head and a jackal's body!
-What was going on with this fellow?
Li Ya's pupils widened slightly, horror filling his eyes.
Could Chu Xisheng still have been holding back, still have strength to spare, even now?
Or had he broken through in battle and gained even greater power?
Fei Liqing's expression turned cold and grim again as well.
Chu Xisheng's strengthened saber intent was also battering his primordial spirit.
It was like an incomparably sharp saber cleaving into his mind, stirring up an aching pain in his brain.
"Bastard, if I don't tear you apart today, my hatred will never be appeased!"
Ferocity showed in Fei Liqing's eyes. He stamped hard, swung his heavy mace, and charged at Chu Xisheng like a savage bull.
So what if this man's saber intent was strong? Before reaching the fifth grade and truly achieving intent-martial fusion, martial cultivators still spoke with the blades in their hands and their martial skills.
And just as Chu Xisheng's attention was drawn to