"Indeed, 'No poison, no great man.'"
Zhou Dao murmured as he stepped forward, allowing the three-feet Sword Aura to slam into his body.
Whoomp...
In almost an instant, the fierce Sword Aura was completely crushed by Zhou Dao's body, and the violent gust of wind swirled within the Quiet Room as if it were trying to burst through the walls of a bag-like room.
"This..."
Qi Yu's eyes widened in disbelief. Could it be that this man had actually resisted his True qi with just his flesh and blood, without receiving the slightest injury?!
While he was stunned, Zhou Dao had already stood in front of him, lifting his hand and grasping Qi Yu's neck, hoisting him into the air.
Qi Yu struggled frantically, his True qi seemed to have sunk into a quagmire, unable to circulate at all.
This sudden turn of events caused Shu Mo to collapse onto the ground in shock.
She looked at Zhou Dao with a mix of amazement and disbelief on her beautiful face.