"Swish!"
The short-hilt blade in Yu Wenying's left hand furiously hacked at su Jie's chest. However, the dark red rock-like muscles were terrifyingly tough. This blade cut through su Jie's clothes on his chest. Sparks flew as the blade rubbed against each other, but it could not cut into su Jie's muscles and could only leave a light white mark.
Clang! Clang!
The short-handled saber in his right hand collided with su Jie's Black Thunder saber, and a loud boom rang out. A huge force shook Yuwen Ying's arm until it went numb. Even though he tried his best to execute an extremely brilliant body movement technique to dissipate the force, he could not help but stagger back!
"How is it possible?"
Yuwen Ying's eyes widened in shock, a sense of horror rising in his heart.
He had used his vitality force, but he could not even cut through su Jie's muscles with one slash. He even took su Jie's blade head-on and was forced to stagger back, his arm numb!
