"But, what a strong smell of blood, is this a demon head?"
"Song Yun is definitely done for; this person is simply too powerful, Song Yun has no chance to resist."
Someone whispered from below the stage, everyone stared at the platform unblinkingly, secretly thinking that the two were a level apart, fearing the battle would end quickly.
Yet, just when everyone thought the battle was going to end any second, Song Yun moved.
He stepped back lightly, as if in slow motion.
But in an instant, like a flash, he retreated three meters, creating distance with the foreigner and dodging his claw.
With a smile on his lips, looking composed and confident, he thrust the Throat Sealing Sword directly at the foreigner's face.
His swordsmanship wasn't exceptional, but at the moment of the thrust, it emitted a distinctive sound, like a giant sword unsheathing, engulfing the entire platform in its aura.
The foreigner hesitated for a moment, quickly dodging to the side.
