End of the Battle

"Ha-ha, watch out."

Xiao Mang roared and brought his leg crashing down. The huge rock underneath him instantly scattered into pieces. He crossed over the huge rocks at lightning speed like a ghost and showed up in front of Jian Wushuang in a blink of an eye.

Then he quickly unsheathed his saber.

The untouchable astonishing knife essence fiercely gushed out, leaving Jian Wushuang almost breathless.

And then, swoosh!

A shining stroke covered the bright sky suddenly, slashing toward Jian Wushuang immediately.

The air was cut apart.

The blade flash hadn't even arrived, yet a lethal wind overwhelmed him.

Jian Wushuang turned solemn as he realized that the essence in that single stroke of Xiao Mang was already at the 10th level of the Dragon Gate.

"Just come on!"