"You're not giving me a chance? It's me who isn't giving you one!" Tang Wu took a deep breath and slowly raised the Treasure Saber in his hand. As he continuously channeled True Qi into it, his body seemed to become ethereal.
Yang Qi was taken aback. He had originally planned to make his move, but now he stopped.
An interesting Saber Skill.
He decided to see its power. This Saber Skill seemed profound, far more outstanding than any of Tang Wu's previous attacks. It had to be powerful.
"This Saber Skill is called the Flying Dragon Slash," Tang Wu said coldly. "Legend says it is the technique our Tang Family ancestor used to slay flying dragons. It is overbearing and invincible. Today, I'll let you have a taste. To die by this technique is an honor that will make you famous."
"My name isn't 'Famous.' It's Yang Qi," he replied, shaking his head.
