Facing the middle-aged man before him, Xu Ping'an felt a sense of powerlessness.
The man's strength was simply too overwhelming.
But Xu Ping'an was not willing to give up just like that.
"It seems I can only resort to the power of the Thunder Devouring Sword," Xu Ping'an murmured to himself.
It had been a long time since he had used the power of the Thunder Devouring Sword.
Previously, his use of the Thunder Devouring Sword's power wasn't very strong.
Now, as his own strength had increased, his manipulation of the Thunder Devouring Sword had also grown much stronger.
Therefore, using the Thunder Devouring Sword now should be able to slay the middle-aged man before him.
"Young man, you should back off. With your current strength, you are still no match for me," the middle-aged man said with a laugh.
"Is that so? Then how about you take another sword strike from me," Xu Ping'an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the middle-aged man with a cold smirk.
