"Huh, you actually dodged my sword strike, interesting," said Shi Xiaole, a hint of surprise in his voice.
The Soul Mountain Sword Demon appeared somewhat astonished. He had only heard that someone obtained a famous sword but had not investigated Shi Xiaole thoroughly. In the eyes of the Soul Mountain Sword Demon, no one but those old monsters could stop him.
"Demon Love Fallen Sky Sword."
In a flash, leveraging the momentum of his charge, the Soul Mountain Sword Demon pierced the air with another sword strike, the merciless Sword Qi initially but a point that rapidly spread in all directions, like ink bleeding into water.
Shi Xiaole had only one sensation — he couldn't block it, nor should he try to block it; any technique he used would be swallowed up and pierced through by the pitch-black Sword Qi.
"Such a strong Heart Sword Realm!"