"No!"
At that moment, Qi Zong finally came to his senses. With a snap of the fingers, a terrifying Sword Qi from the Heavenly Dao converged into a beam, launching directly at him.
That Sword Qi was formidable!
That Sword Qi exceeded the seventh level of Heavenly Dao, rivaling even the might of those at the eighth level.
A dreadful sense of crisis emanated from the Sword Qi.
Subconsciously, Qi Zong wanted to retreat, but regrettably, he was being suppressed by Ren Changsheng's power of Heavenly Dao at this moment, leaving him with no way to dodge.
Qi Zong could only helplessly watch as the Sword Qi rushed towards him.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."
In Qi Zong's heart surged incredible shock. How could this be possible? How could that youth be so terrifying? How could the might surpassing the seventh level of Heavenly Dao appear on a youth who was merely at the sixth level? How could this be?
"Spurt!"
