Murong Zhenyang had never imagined that he would be a prodigy and a descendant of the Murong royal family.
However, despite all of that, he had fallen to this stage!
"Aaaaaaah!"
Murong Zhenyang's roar resounded through the air as he brandished his sword once again.
Ying Jiu snorted coldly and used his strength to block the attack.
Although the True Shadow Nine Sword Technique was a profound sword technique, Ying Jiu did not care about it at all. He just used pure force to counterattack!
"It's just fancy! It's nothing to be afraid of."
Ying Jiu attacked again, wanting to use this opportunity to kill his opponent. Unfortunately, although Murong Zhenyang could not defeat him, it would not be easy to take him down. Moreover, the bloodline power in Murong Zhenyang's body was showing signs of surging.
"That's the bloodline of Northern Yan's royal family!"