"Let go of me!"
Can Yunwu bit her lip until it bled, struggling violently!
At that moment, Dong Xiuling moved.
Her sword pierced through space, appearing before Xu Yang in a flash as if teleported.
In the blink of an eye.
Bang!
A figure crashed down in utter defeat.
Xu Yang moved as swift as lightning, catching the incoming sword with one hand!
Clang!
Dong Xiuling felt as if her sword was trapped in an unbreakable vice; no matter how she struggled, she couldn't pull it free!
"How is this possible?"
"You must be the Dong Clan's top prodigy, aren't you?"
Xu Yang gave a faint smile, suddenly letting go and clenching his fist!
Bang!
A punch!
The ancient sword exploded with a roar, forcing Dong Xiuling to stagger back, stifled.
Buzz!
An overwhelming tide of bloodthirst engulfed the entire garden.
The Asura Blood Saber appeared in Xu Yang's palm, its crimson glow demonic and blinding, suffocating to behold!
