Boom!
The rope dart, which was as fast as lightning, was still flying toward the door.
Ye Jingtang held his saber in his left hand, and his figure seemed to teleport as he brushed past the golden rope. Before horror could appear in Zheng Kun's eyes, the light of the saber had already reached three feet away from him.
This saber move was Xuanyuan Chao's masterpiece. It was only slightly slower than Ye Jingtang's self-damaging moves.
But it was only slow when compared to Ye Jingtang. To other Jianghu people, this was a saber technique that was even more outrageous than the Eight-Steps Frenzied Blade. Just this saber move alone could suppress any saber user in the world.
