Lu Xingchen gritted his teeth and used his entire strength before he could finally manage to barely parry the young Region Head's flying sword!
The trajectory of the young Region Head's flying sword shifted a little and grazed Lu Xingchen's cheek instead.
The taste of blood filled his mouth, but he swallowed the blood back.
Even though Lu Xingchen managed to barely parry the flying sword, his internal organs were still impacted by the powerful attack.
Just from the flying sword attack, Lu Xingchen immediately knew that he was not the young Region Head's match.
Facing the young Region Head head-on would be the same as throwing his life away, so Lu Xingchen continued to try to run away from him instead.
"How could a sword cultivator be so timid? Aren't you ashamed?" The young Region Head sneered mockingly at Lu Xingchen as he rode on his flying sword and chased after Lu Xingchen again.
