A single strike, with the weight of ten thousand.
Under the blade, Li Feng saw a flash of sword light, as fleeting as a shooting star, happening in the blink of an eye during a critical moment.
Li Feng suddenly raised his hand, catching the blade barehanded.
Sword energy swept unrestrainedly, tearing Li Feng's clothes into countless fragments, exposing half of his body.
The sword energy grazed Li Feng's skin, leaving scratches and red marks.
One stroke passed.
Liu Yidao looked incredulously at Li Feng, who had caught his Nine-Ring Great Chopper with one hand, having killed hundreds since entering the martial world, never seeing anyone catch his blade barehanded.
Even those who tried to block his blade with weapons ended up decapitated along with their arms.
His Nine-Ring Great Chopper was crafted from the best alloy, forged under a ten-thousand-ton water press.
