It was as though he had descended from heaven to hell in an instant. Just a moment ago, he was brimming with pride, but now, he was laying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move.
"Could I, a disciple of Su Lingzong, truly be a failure?" His pride would not allow him to be such a loser; he could not lose!
"You will never defeat me!" Su Lingzong found a moment to catch his breath, then suddenly broke free and swung his sword. His sword energy had a ghostly and eerie feel, as their Yin and Yang family had been cultivating between yin and yang, their energy could pierce through yin and yang.
"You trash." Facing his long sword, Xiao Qiang smirked and then caught the sword with his hand. To Su Lingzong's astonishment, Xiao Qiang sharply pulled the sword, dragging Su Lingzong along with it, and then delivered a terrifying punch to his face.
