"It was in the year 783 of Da Xia, bestowed by Lord National Master!"
The next moment!
The storm seemed to pause for an instant, and the aura of death surrounding the Seventh Prince even influenced the minds of all the Imperial Guards, casting a layer of sadness among all present. Then, Sword Intent burst forth explosively towards the sky!
Countless wooden windows within the palace shattered.
The Seventh Prince's figure appeared almost instantly before Chen Qiu, gripping the hilt with both hands and positioning the sword at his chest. With a ferocious expression, he put all his strength into a furious thrust towards Chen Qiu's face!
He followed the advice of the National Master, withdrawing all his Protective Spirit Qi, concentrating all his Spiritual Energy into this single strike.
Leaving no room for retreat.
With this thrust, he would be devoid of any combat power, at the mercy of others.
