Liu Changsheng's strength naturally needed no elaboration, but what caught him off guard was that the Demon Beast standing in his way turned out to be so powerful.
If he hadn't fought it personally, he wouldn't have believed that this Chisel Teeth could withstand so many of his attacks, and yet the opponent was almost unscathed.
Unknowingly, the battle between man and beast had already gone on for fifty or sixty exchanges.
Liu Changsheng swung his sharp sword while observing; the shield in Chisel Teeth's hand was indeed sturdy, as it hadn't broken after so many hits.
However, Liu Changsheng was no slouch either; the sharp attacks of the sword left sword marks crisscrossing on the shield, prominently visible.
Liu Changsheng felt that, given this trend, he would surely defeat the opponent, but he needed to end the fight quickly, because if disciples of the Flying Sword Sect arrived, it wouldn't be easy for him to retreat unscathed.
