"Did he just use his hand to flick a flying sword away just like that?"
"Could he still be considered human?"
These thoughts crossed the minds of everyone who had seen the scene unfold earlier.
It was widely recognized that a flying sword was the sharpest and most unyielding object in its class, yet the sword ball was able to force Chang Huan, the Earl, as well as the Taoist nun from the Soaring Spark Sect, who was capable of swallowing sword balls, into retreating. Its Nth Order was evident for everyone to see.
"There's no undulation of Taoism..." The thought suddenly occurred to the Taoist nun, who took a sharp breath.
His right hand was bursting with such vitality that it was evidently not a mechanism. Chang Huan held his breath.
