The momentum of the punch was fierce, causing pain on Pan Yang's cheeks, and his expression was momentarily dazed.
Under the impact of that punch, he felt like a small boat in the vast ocean, that could be shattered by the waves at any time.
"Damn it!" Pan Yang was both shocked and furious.
He had clearly already investigated Liou Yuan's background thoroughly, and this man's swordsmanship was supposed to be his most formidable skill.
Why, after I broke his swordsmanship with Profound Magnetic Spiritual Light, does he still have an even more powerful technique?
Pan Yang was not someone who would obediently surrender; in that instant, he came up with a response.
"Hurry!" He brought his middle and index fingers together, forming a hand seal, controlling the Profound Magnetic Spiritual Light sphere that had captured Liou Yuan's Profound Brilliance Sword, directing it to land in front of him.
