Crack, crack, crack...
The earth beneath cracked with a terrifying sound, like mountains collapsing and earth shattering, piercing through clouds and splitting stone! The atmosphere reached a peak of intensity!
"Thump! Thump! Thump..."
Lin Zifeng quickly retreated three steps, the Soft Sword in his hand already bent into a hook shape, yet the residual power of the opponent's sword beam did not diminish, shaking his hand painfully, almost making him lose the sword.
"A skilled warrior!"
As he retreated, Lin Zifeng had already estimated the opponent's Cultivation and Combat Power. If this strike was at full force, then the opponent's Cultivation was certainly at the King Realm! Or even higher!
What a terrifying opponent!
Lin Zifeng's heart trembled. In the Great Thousand World, those who reached the King Realm were numerous, but being so young with such Cultivation was truly extraordinary!
