What kind of terror is this?
No wonder I can't sense any spiritual power fluctuation from him.
Su the Chief thought so.
The shock of the crowd lasted only for a moment.
A gentle breeze swept up the fallen leaves in the canyon.
The wounded Master finally spoke: "Who... who are you exactly, how can your Sword Dao Realm reach such a level!!!"
The words from Kuang Jian's mouth still couldn't hide that trace of fear in his emotions.
That level?
Kuang Jian's words suddenly piqued everyone's interest.
They only guessed at the terrifying Sword Dao Realm of that black-robed youth.
But it was just a guess.
They didn't have Kuang Jian's realm, so naturally they couldn't feel what kind of Sword Dao Realm it was.
Rain of Swords Realm perfected? Or even the peak of Rain of Swords Realm?
"You, an evil cultivator using women as stove tripods, naturally could never touch that realm in Sword Dao."
Ye Qingfeng spoke calmly, but his eyes were filled with killing intent.
