Davis's eyes narrowed as he looked at the sudden aggressor. He noticed the emblem that disciples wore and instantly recognized that the other party was only an inner disciple.
With a stroke of the heavy broadsword, a tremendous pressure descended on him, locking him in place. An extraordinary surge of wind energy surged from the sharp edge, slicing through the land as it crashed toward him.
"Impudent!"
An angered voice sounded from a distance, but it was already too late as the wind blade created by the heavy broadsword landed on Davis.
*Boom!~*
With a loud sound, the wind blade suddenly split apart into two and crashed into the ground while the other half soared into the air.
The white-robed man who attacked Davis was shocked.
He saw Davis stand still like a statue, not even making a move. It was unknown how his attack was blocked.
