The disdainful eyes suddenly solidified, Nie Renwang's expression changed slightly, staring at the colorful, dazzling figure. Even from such a distance, he could still feel the powerful defense within the multicolored brilliance.
"Is this your strongest attack?" Qin Feng slightly raised his head within the seven-colored light, a faint voice emanating.
Nie Renwang's face trembled slightly, tightly gripping the bloody sword in his hand. In fact, there were only three moves between offense and defense. His three attacks were completely ineffective, and the opponent didn't even launch a real attack. Now he felt that Qin Weentian had earned the most swordsman orders, not just by luck.
"I told you, don't push me." Nie Renwang did not speak, but Qin Feng's lips curled into a bitter smile. "Stop pretending, use your strength to return to the Yuan Dynasty, no one will notice that you've already broken through to the real Yuan Dynasty."
