It looked easy, but to achieve perfection, this one Sword Qi almost completely drained Song Yan.
He swayed unsteadily and immediately sat down, taking out a Medicinal Pill to consume, slowly regulating his breathing.
The commotion here was quite significant, drawing the attention of everyone in the field.
Jiang Xiao cursed under his breath, "What a waste!"
Li Qingfeng's eyes revealed a look of shock; he was truly astonished by his Senior Brother's skill in wielding a Flying Sword.
In a moment of distraction, he was almost pierced through the stomach by a Disciple from Hanging Sword Mountain.
"Huh?...This person isn't controlled by an illusion, is he?"
If this person were manipulated by an illusion, then now that Bai Yu Lu had been sent to the Western Heavens by his own Senior Brother, his illusion should have been broken.
Li Qingfeng thought to himself, "Damn it, Senior Brother Song's methods are so amazing."
"Fat Li, oh Fat Li, you also need to show some real skill!"
