"Borrowing Power from the Heavens."
Teng Zixu slowly stood up, the saber intent in his hand.
At this moment, the terrifying saber intent of the saber qi even split the space in half.
Qin Yu's back faced Teng Zi Xu, and his divine sense firmly locked onto Qin Yu. If he made some slight movement, the slash of Borrowing Power from the Heavens would slash down without hesitation.
The insidious saber intent, penetrating his body right to the marrow, pointed sharply at his soul.
Qin Yu's Glazed Holy Body emanated countless tiny traces of blood qi from his skin.
The blood vessels on the surface had been destroyed by the saber intent.
"Do it if you have the ability. Little b*stard, you want to elope with that whore of the Yan family? Where's the dignity of the nine great aristocratic families?"
Ni Wuxiao had calmed down at this moment although he did not know how Teng Zixu had escaped the restraints of the Path of Heaven.