Your Blade Can't Kill Me!

Boom!

As Ye Chen took a step forward, he charged toward Kim Tiansheng like an arrow, creating an extremely loud sound barrier.

At the same time, with a casual wave of his hand, an invisible force shot out from his hand. It turned into a golden blade light in the air, bringing a whistling wind as it slashed towards Kim Tiansheng, who was a hundred steps away.

"Is that China's legendary Qi Condensation Weapon?" Kim Tiansheng's expression changed. Like a ghost, he dodged the golden blade.

Boom!

The golden blade reflected light on all four sides of the cliff. With a loud sound, a deep crack appeared on the incomparably hard rock wall on the spot. Countless rocks quickly fell towards the ground.

Kim Tiansheng's pupils constricted slightly when he saw that. His eyes were flickering as he looked at Ye Chen. "So, you're a Martial Dao grandmaster from China. No wonder you were able to kill my grandson!"