The flying sword named Flying Snow tore through the surrounding air at lightning speed.
It was so fast that it was like a ray of light.
An ordinary person would not be able to react in time.
Sword Control was a divine ability in itself. Although this divine ability was tough to cultivate, its power would also be unimaginable once cultivated.
It was just like how Hua Jun wanted to imitate the sword immortal in the storybook and chop off an opponent's head from 100 li away.
If it were an ordinary Purple Mansion cultivator, they wouldn't be able to resist at all.
This was because an ordinary Purple Mansion cultivator would die before they even had the chance to notice.
Zhou Feng could predict it in advance, however.
That feeling was as if a needle had pierced into his back.
The flying sword was still in flight.
'I can't dodge It!'
Zhou Feng naturally wanted to dodge the flying sword.
