Looking at Mo Qingshan's gloomy face, Feng Wuchen couldn't help but want to laugh.
With the help of the Yan Sheng Decree, the sword wounds on Feng Wuchen's surface had already healed.
Even though he had been oppressed and restrained by Mo Qingshan all the way, Feng Wuchen was very calm at this moment.
"What? You think that recovering from your injuries can defeat me?" Mo Qingshan said dismissively, his eyes slightly narrowed, a cold gleam flashing.
"Yes, you're correct," Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.
Feng Wuchen actually dared to answer.
The powerful figures from the Dragon God Palace and other major forces looked at each other in confusion, not understanding where Feng Wuchen's confidence came from.
If it were other means, they believed Feng Wuchen could easily crush Mo Qingshan, but in swordsmanship, the facts were clear. Could Feng Wuchen possibly bring out a sword technique stronger than the Jing Hong Phantom Sword Technique?
