The saber light was scattered, Tu Feng retreated, he nearly got slashed by a sword.
Qin Hao held Chi Xiao, his eyes sharp, his fighting spirit surging to the heavens.
"You are a swordman, but not a saber master, just a mere plebeian."
Pausing for a moment, Qin Hao continued: "You are simply not fit to use a saber."
Tu Feng was shocked, then his face showed an expression of humiliation.
He was a renowned cultivator in the Immortal Domain, revered for his saber techniques, there were fewer than a handful who dared to claim they surpassed him in the way of the saber.
Now, a quasi-invincible being, dared to belittle him.
"You're asking for death, insulting a swordman will cost you dearly."
Tu Feng said coldly.
He used to feel "swordman" was a word full of praise, but now, hearing it from Qin Hao, those words were somewhat harsh.
He wanted to continue his move, to prove his saber technique's invincibility.
At this moment, another person stopped him.
