Swoosh.
The Anger Dragon Sword nearly flew over in an instant, faintly resonating with the roar of an angry dragon, a force as formidable as Tianwei spreading through the world.
Gongsun Bin felt as if he was almost swallowed by this Sword Qi.
By the time he snapped back to reality, the Anger Dragon Sword had already reached close, the murderous aura almost suffocating him.
He only had time to dodge mid-air.
But even though he dodged in time, the black and ancient, blunt yet edge-free Anger Dragon Sword still tore through his clothing, leaving a bloody wound on his arm.
Gongsun Bin, injured from the dodge, fell to the ground.
Watching the Anger Dragon Sword hover in the air like a dragon soaring, Gongsun Bin felt constant throbs of pain from his wound, and he was left with lingering fears over the airborne Anger Dragon Sword.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly unremarkable sword possessed such earth-shattering power.
Even his Saint Sect strength could hardly rival it.
