"Huff, huff…"
All was terrifyingly silent in the world, with only the wind and sand fluttering past.
The invulnerable Sun Xiu had fallen to the ground from a single sword strike.
"This... This..."
Though Cha Wei and Chuck were both shockingly lost for words with their hearts pounding rapidly, they hadn't clearly seen how the young man had drawn and struck with his sword; they only felt a flash of sword light, and then Sun Xiu was lying on the ground.
In their eyes, Sun Xiu was such an expert that anyone who could kill him with one sword strike must be terrifyingly powerful.
A trace of gravity and even surprise surfaced in the calm eyes of Qiu Fengsheng.
What kind of monster was this young man before them, possessing a cultivation not inferior to Duanmu Xinghua's? How could the Demon Sect have such a formidable expert?
"You!"
Yu Qiurong's mouth hung open, overwhelmed with shock to the point where her breathing even stopped momentarily.