The Clear Stream Sword Saint stepped back half a step, feeling a tightness in his chest as his blood surged upwards, and a mouthful of fresh blood almost spurted out.
Noticing the anomaly of the Clear Stream Sword Saint beside him, the Divine Dao Sword Saint immediately asked, "Clear Stream Sword Saint, what's wrong with you...?"
"It's nothing, indeed, I did not expect that this Xia Citizen could actually withstand my strike; it was my oversight."
The Divine Dao Sword Saint felt somewhat uneasy, although he had been the first to make a move, he clearly understood that his action was merely meant to draw Su Chengyu's attention for the Clear Stream Sword Saint.
Their true deadly move was undoubtedly that sword strike, natural almost to the point of inevitability.
The Divine Dao Sword Saint had witnessed the Clear Stream Sword Saint's strike before and even with prior knowledge, he did not believe he could fully withstand that strike himself.
