Ning Jiang held his sword in one hand and thrust. The strike was peculiar; visually, it seemed incredibly slow, but in reality, it happened in an instant. It was deceptively fast.
Facing this sword strike, the hair on Ao Wubian's body stood on end as he sensed the danger.
In his perception, Ning Jiang had transformed into Yama of the Underworld, holding the Judge's Pen to decide life and death with a single stroke.
This was a sword strike that decided life and death. It was as if Yama had marked the Book of Life and Death, and Black and White Impermanence had come to claim his soul.
His immensely domineering fist was instantly shattered by Ning Jiang's sword. The Sword Aura then continued onward, striking him at a speed he couldn't react to.
SHK!
His clothes were torn open, revealing a sword mark on his chest. A few Dragon Scales had shattered, and blood trickled from the wound.
"Damn it, what kind of Swordsmanship is this?"
