Boom——
Under the relentless bombardment of the Thunder-Fire Pill, the buildings of Yanbo City had already become a continuous ruin. Wherever Hu Sanlang's blade light reached, ruins were further pulverized into dust.
This sweeping blade technique made even his teammates stay far away, not daring to approach rashly.
Meanwhile, Chu Liang, at the center of the whirlwind, rolled and dodged, maintaining a safe distance, not making direct contact with him at all. Even when pressured by Hu Sanlang to an inescapable point, he always managed to widen the gap by repeatedly performing Shrinkage.
After this furious offensive lasted for about fifteen minutes, Hu Sanlang finally paused, standing in place with his sword to recuperate.
"Tired, aren't you?" Chu Liang looked at him.
He had been wondering how Hu Sanlang was able to exhibit such a strong blade intent far exceeding his own cultivation level.
