Pff. Nie Yun, who dropped below, spat up blood. His insides felt as if a heavy sword had cleaved them apart. His insides were so violently rattled that he felt as if his body would come apart at any given moment.
Nie Yun looked up at the young man before him and sported a surprised look. The man had indeed dealt only one attack. He was not the only one feeling dumbfounded. Many around them stared blankly at what just happened.
Nie Yun, the number one below Saint Plane from the Sword Clan of the Gale, a holy land of the sword, had only been able to make that young man attack once, just like how it was with that City Lord. Just how powerful was he?
