Swish—
Jiang Chen's Blood Saber unsheathed.
A flash of bloody light brutally slashed toward Li Xiangzhen's hand clasping the spear-head.
Li Xiangmin and the others watched Jiang Chen's reaction, their mouths curling up with a mocking expression.
This move, quick as a bolt, fast as lightning, was also extremely close at hand.
Even an Innate Grandmaster would struggle to defend against it.
Yet, Jiang Chen not only didn't dodge, but he also countered the attack?
He was courting death!
But the next second…
Slice!
Thump!
Clang, clang—
The sound of a blade penetrating flesh rang out. Li Xiangzhen's arm, still clutching the spear-head, fell to the ground, turning directly into a pile of dust, within which twinkled shards of green light.
"How is this possible?!"
Li Xiangzhen exclaimed in shock, retreating two quick steps, incredulously looking at the Blood Saber in Jiang Chen's hand, "What kind of saber is this? How could it possibly sever my arm?"
