Looking at Duan Tianhao, Fang Xingjian tapped out with a finger, and piercing sword light scattered out. It was as if they were going to pierce through even the surrounding space.
Duan Tianhao was unable to fend off Fang Xingjian's finger. He sensed the piercing white light before him stimulating his eyes to keep tearing up. HIs skin was also in intense pain like it had been pierced by needles all over.
At the next moment, a feeling like he was slashed by a myriad of blades came gushing over. Countless sword marks erupted on Duan Tianhao's body, and it seemed as if his body was going to be torn apart very soon.
Right then, an unprecedented feeling of terror filled Duan Tianhao's heart. The taste of death had never felt so close to him before, causing his scalp to turn numb. His heartbeat and breathing seemed as if they had stopped as he sank into the greatest feeling of terror.
However, just as Duan Tianhao was about to die from this attack...
