"Hiss..."
A grinding sound came, as Dantai Zhenren thrust his sword, the tip striking the sole of Su Sheng's shoe, yet that was all it did; the sword unexpectedly failed to penetrate the sole.
It merely scraped a groove into the sole, and then the longsword was bent by the step, unable to withstand the force of Su Sheng's foot, a terrifying might that could crack the very ground.
"Hmm!"
With a muffled grunt, Dantai Zhenren had to dodge rapidly; his body still in midair, he could command spiritual energy, but not enough to resist a mountain.
If this step had landed firmly, the consequences were unimaginable, with at least severe injuries resulting.
At the critical moment, Dantai Zhenren frantically infused spiritual energy into his longsword, using the rebound force to awkwardly roll away—it was a close call indeed.
"Boom!"
The ground where Su Sheng stepped exploded like a detonation, flinging stones toward Dantai Zhenren like Wild Wind.
"Stop!"
