Zhang Luo's expression was ferocious as he attacked Xia Feng, his long sword sweeping past, with each streak of Sword Qi constantly appearing around Xia Feng.
Xia Feng remained unfazed, the Infinite Divine Armor on his body rising once again, directly blocking these scattered Sword Qi.
Zhang Luo's eyes widened in disbelief as he questioned, "Weren't you lacking in Divine Power and seriously injured? How could you possibly withstand these Sword Qi?"
Xia Feng snorted lightly, his gaze towards Zhang Luo growing increasingly impatient. The Heaven-Burying Sword in his hand emitted a crisp sword chime, causing the long swords in the hands of the Yu Race prodigies to tremble slightly, as if fearing the long sword in Xia Feng's hand.
Zhang Luo's face darkened, his expression towards Xia Feng filled with even more resentment. He knew the Heaven-Burying Sword in Xia Feng's hand was an Ancient Divine Artifact, inherently restraining ordinary types of weapons.
