"Brat, since you refuse to appreciate my kindness, don't blame my sword for being merciless."
Yin Feiyang gripped the Longsword condensed from Martial Soul Power, lunged forward, and raised the blade high before slashing down at Chu Qingyun's head.
"Profound Celestial Divine Pattern!"
"Thunder Light Sword Qi!"
An icy light flashed across Chu Qingyun's body. Without hesitation, he directly activated his true Thunder Light Power. A faint purple Sword Qi shimmered as he met the attack with a slash of his own.
CRACK!
A crisp sound.
The Longsword in Yin Feiyang's hand was actually sliced in two by the single strike!
However, clashing with a Fifth-level Martial Spirit sent a huge shockwave back through him, making Chu Qingyun feel a bit unwell. Fortunately, the Ice Pattern on his body lit up and neutralized the force.
After his sword broke, Yin Feiyang showed no surprise. He tapped his toes and leaped back several meters.
'So it's no ordinary Sword Qi...'
