Facing Wang Daqing's sword strike as fierce as a breaking army, Sun Zhe naturally dared not take it lightly.
But there was no time to dodge now; he could only hold his sword horizontally to block.
"Clang—!"
The clashing sound of metals resonated across the mountain ridges, and the palpable Sword Qi scattered in all directions centered on the two men, instantly leveling the dense forest within a radius of hundreds of meters outside the cave.
"Old dog, your life is mine too!"
The killing intent in Sun Zhe's eyes was bone-chilling. Gripping his sword with both hands, he pushed forward forcefully, and the Mountain-Suppressing Sword erupted a weighty Sword Qi like a mountain, directly shaking Wang Daqing into vomiting blood and sending him flying backward.
From the previous clash, Sun Zhe realized that Wang Daqing's strength was far above Qin Hong, yet due to severe injuries, he couldn't unleash his full power.
"This old dog has some skill, must resolve this swiftly."
