"Hmph, kid, I advise you to accept your fate obediently! With your meager skills, you dare to challenge me with divine sense? I admire your courage, but unfortunately, sometimes courage alone can't achieve everything. You've encountered someone you can never defeat!"
The gray shadow flashed with a defiant glance, yelling loudly: "Remember my name, I am the Taia Sword Saint!"
Sword Saint!
An exalted Saint Level expert, if he were still alive, he alone would be enough to sweep the Eastern Spirit Domain.
It's a pity that over the long years, the Taia Sword God has only left behind a residual soul.
"Taia Sword Saint, huh?" Ling Feng's lips curled into an evil smile, nodding slightly, he said: "I will remember you, because you will be the first Saint Level to die at my hands!"
As the sword edge swept, Ling Feng suddenly swung the sharp sword formed by sword intent fiercely, sending it flying.
