The Sword Light was fierce, its sharp intent pulsing as it pierced through the air. With an ear-piercing sound like tearing silk, it knocked aside the Five Elements Immortal Binding Rope, leaving a gash upon the rope.
Zhou Boyi had been refining the Immortal Binding Rope for a long time, and his spirit was already linked to it.
When the Celestial Waterfall Sword damaged the rope, he immediately felt a splitting pain.
"Senior Brother Zhou, the Blood Spirit Scripture was approved by our Sect's Bai Shui Hall Master for promotion within the Sect. By casually calling it an Evil Technique, are you suggesting your judgment surpasses his?"
Yang Jing said to Zhou Boyi, gripping the Celestial Waterfall Sword.
A flash of panic crossed Zhou Boyi's eyes at Yang Jing's words. However, he had not earned his great reputation by being a useless fool.
