Finally, just as the green glow was nearly exhausted, the giant golden sword also dimmed and was sent flying backward by a counter shock, soaring into the air. A flicker of a figure appeared beside the sword, revealing the figure of the golden-robed man.
Liu Ming's body shook violently, and he took a few steps back before stabilizing himself.
There was a trace of peculiar color in his eyes. When the giant sword and the whip collided just now, it seemed that the opponent had intentionally or unintentionally restrained some strength. Otherwise, even if he could use the Demon-Breaking Whip to block this sword, with its sharpness, he would definitely have suffered significant injuries.
"Not bad." The golden-robed youth retracted the golden sword in his hand with a flip of his hand, uttering just two words.
His gaze swept around, and suddenly his finger flicked, shooting out a point of golden light at an incredible speed.
