Feng Haoran frowned yet again he wasn't too surprised that it wouldn't work, this was just one of Ye Rushang speculations.
"Go on boy..you still have two more strikes.."
The undead chuckled deep down he actually wanted Feng Haoran to finish him, he wanted his long awaited peace of mind.
Feng Haoran gripped the sword tightly, next he was nine heavenly seal techniques, usually the technique required him to use his hands to do the seal but he had mastered it to the point where he could use his sword to do the seal.
"Nine heavenly seal techniques..."
The direction of the wind suddenly changed backwards, as it began to gathered, one by one each strike forming from each strike and another forming from the other.
The undead raised his brow if it had any from where it stood he could feel the power accumulating into the strike. Instead the boy wasn't to be underestimated.
"Go on boy I'll take your attack head on.."
