Just as Yang Dian provocatively glanced at Li Feng, from the deep pit he had cleaved, streams of sword energy tore through the solid ground, accompanied by dazzling flashes of light. Yang Feixue directly burst forth from the earth, leaping out of the pit.
The Golden Core power on his body dispersed the floating dust, as he raised his eyes to look at Yang Dian opposite him.
"So this is your Yang Family Blade, truly a disgrace to the ancestors. The Yang Family actually chose you as their successor; one generation is indeed not as good as the last."
Yang Feixue looked poisonously at Yang Dian.
Yang Dian's temper flared upon hearing this: "What do you think you are, daring to criticize my Yang Family like this." Yang Dian was also a bit surprised that the opponent could withstand his Shaking Mountain Nine Layers Blade. Although he had only struck three times, the combined power of these three strikes was not small.
