Whoosh!
A leaf, somehow already in Ye Tian's hand, flickered with a cold gleam as he swung it, striking the Sword Light precisely.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, the Sword Light was knocked away.
Swish!
The Sword Light flew back to the hand of the Black Robe Elder.
"I didn't expect you to have some skill!" The Black Robe Elder's playful smile slightly faded as he spoke in a gloomy tone.
"However, I was only using ten percent of my strength just now."
He was confident that with the next strike, he would certainly kill this ant from the Low Martial Plane in an instant.
However, Ye Tian's figure was like a phantom, attacking so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
"You talk too much. This time, I'll use you to test my new martial technique!"
As soon as the words fell, Ye Tian soared into the sky, flying high above the Black Robe Elder's head.
Boom!
A fleeting arc curved at the corner of Ye Tian's mouth as he stepped forward.
Nine Dragons Sky Stepping.
