Defeating A Chosen One With A Single Sword

A deathly silence ensued.

Everyone widened their eyes and looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Ying Jiankong had been defeated!

His sword-wielding hand hung by his side, and blood gushed out from his shoulder, dyeing his clothes red.

His facial expression was lifeless, as if unable to accept this result.

On the other hand, Ding Yue still held his longsword and stood proudly.

He stood alone in the midst of the experts and looked down on them.

Gulp!

Even the half-step Emperor realm experts present were stunned.

That sword strike had been too fast!

It was so fast that they only caught a brief glimpse of it before the sword was sheathed again.

They did not even see clearly that sword strike. By the time they blinked, Ying Jiankong had already been defeated.

Liu Pingfeng's eyes flashed with greed as he stared at Ding Yue. He wanted nothing more than to rope him over to the Great Qian Dynasty's side.