One sword, who could have thought that Yang Zhen would make Luo Shanyang's face swell up with just one sword strike?
Li Qingfeng was dumbfounded, Fu Yao was dumbfounded, the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord was dumbfounded, and even the Nine Dragons Saint was dumbfounded.
Even the indomitable Sword Demon was left with a dumbstruck expression as he watched his beloved disciple covering his swollen face, temporarily unable to react.
The Shaking Light Saint's eyes twitched wildly, he knew this would be the outcome.
The entire mountain top was in an uproar again, everyone staring at Yang Zhen with disbelief on their faces. What happened to the interesting fight that had been promised?
What happened to the promised battle filled with blade lights and sword shadows, with waves surging to the skies?
One sword, and Luo Shanyang could not withstand it; his face swelled up?
"You bastard, I'll kill you!"
