He did not use any qi, and no sword glare gushed forward. In fact, there was not even any sound of wind. The teenager's sword was like a snowflake that bloomed in the air, and it arrived right at One Emperor's throat!
At that instant, the alley fell silent!
Everyone held their breaths and stared at the scene before them in shock.
One Emperor had a sword pointed at his throat.
No one could see how the teenager had delivered his sword thrust. There was no killing intent whatsoever, and there was no trajectory either. It was as if the sword had always been there!
One Emperor's narrowed pupils gradually expanded.
"What a fast sword strike."
After a long while, he said these five words. Then, under countless martial artists' gazes, he turned around and left.
He lost!
He came over here this time to experience Ximen Chuixue's sword technique and also sense the profound secret within his ninth sword.
