The knife in Wei Lang's hand fiercely slashed towards Zhong Lin, causing the entire hall to be enveloped in that violent sword qi with a swing, and the sword intent soared into the sky, breaking through the clouds.
Roar!
Waves of saber howls sounded as if a fierce tiger was howling at the sky.
Zhong Lin's pupils contracted, his whole body's hair stood on end, and his heart pounded wildly.
Wei Lang was only at the Gang Realm stage of the Yin Yang Realm cultivation, although Zhong Lin was two levels lower than him, he could easily suppress him with the already transformed "Five Elements Mixed Essence Skill" and his powerful physical body, but with the grip of this strange blade, Zhong Lin only felt a sense of death enveloping his whole body, merely the outbreak of the sword qi already caused piercing pain between his eyebrows.
"Dodge!"
