With a loud bang, Ye Chen's body flew backward. He managed to flip his body in the air before landing on the ground. The moment he landed, the ground cracked open.
Ye Chen looked at his arm holding the saber. Although his hand was still steady, his arm was already dripping with blood. If not for his physique being far stronger than ordinary cultivators, his arm would have been crippled by now.
Sikong Feixing was strong!
However, Sikong Feixing was not feeling too good either. After taking Ye Chen's attack, he also took three steps back. A trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He was obviously injured too!
Although he was still expressionless, the way he looked at Ye Chen had changed.
How long had it been since someone had injured him?
He could not believe that he had been injured by a mere first-level Primordial Chaos realm cultivator!
Where did this kid come from?
