However, the bones in Zhang Bin's body were simply too hard, causing the Flying Sword's speed to drop rapidly. Zhang Bin's hand shot up and snatched the Flying Sword. Terrifying Gang Qi erupted from him, along with a surge of tremendous strength. He actually yanked the Flying Sword right out of his own skull!
The jaws of every Cultivator below dropped to the ground. Their eyes widened to their limits, their faces etched with utter disbelief. Si Yangze, in particular, was completely dumbfounded.
How is this possible? A Middle-Grade Flying Sword aimed at Zhang Bin's brow didn't penetrate him? It was blocked by his bones? Just how hard are his bones? Could they be comparable to a Middle-Grade Magical Treasure? What kind of monster is he?
"This sword isn't bad. Thanks. Now you can die." Zhang Bin happily examined the Flying Sword in his hand, even as a bone-chilling killing intent radiated from his body.
He stomped down hard with his foot.
CRACK!
