A Martial Saint Was Not Worth Mentioning

The broadsword was shattered in the blink of an eye.

Li Ziqi couldn't take it anymore. His body went limp and he fell to the ground!

Not far away, the Pavilion Master's beautiful eyes widened!

This almost invincible technique was actually so weak in front of Qin Yu?

Was this Qin Yu after he had stepped into the Martial Saint realm? Indeed, he lived up to his reputation!

"Do you have any other techniques?" Qin Yu's feet shook and he instantly appeared in front of Li Ziqi.

Li Ziqi was already scared out of his wits. With a plop, he knelt on the ground and begged desperately, "I... I was wrong... I was wrong... spare me, spare my life..." 

Li Ziqi's tears flowed down his face and he cried like a child.

No one would have thought that an invincible Martial Saint would be so humble at this moment.

Qin Yu looked down at Li Ziqi with disdain in his eyes.