He already felt no confidence left in his heart, merely using bravado to mask his retreat; it was laughable, and everyone could see Zhang Qifan's guilty conscience.
"Is that so?"
Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly, the Futu Sword already flying out, accompanied by powerful flames, suddenly slashing towards Zhang Qifan, causing the void to twist.
"Bang!"
With clenched teeth, Zhang Qifan gathered all his Spiritual Power, suddenly launching an attack against Ye Qingfeng's Futu Sword, producing a strong explosion.
"Bang!"
Zhang Qifan's body was immediately sent flying, just feeling a powerful force surging into his body, causing extreme discomfort; looking at his fist again, it was already charred, making him feel unbearable pain.
The Futu Sword moved again, charging at Zhang Qifan, leaving him no chance to catch his breath.
Ye Qingfeng stood in place, motionless; a single Futu Sword was enough to slay a Martial Artist of the War King Realm.
