After destroying that edge, the thousand-foot sword light slashed towards Wu Dao.
"What?"
Wu Dao was startled, he didn't expect his edge to be dissolved by Chu Fengmian like this, and retreated several steps.
However, being the Young Sect Master of the Holy Institute Sect, Wu Dao's strength was not so simple. Seeing his edge broken, while retreating, he thrust his spear forward again.
Buzz!
As soon as this thrust was unleashed, a series of explosive sounds came from the sky.
"Eagle Striking the Sky!"
The eagle's cry rang out, the edge of this thrust was like a mighty eagle, soaring to the sky, roaring towards Chu Fengmian.
"The Young Sect Master's spear techniques have become even more exquisite!"
"This kid actually dares to spar with the Young Sect Master? He's dreaming!"
"Hmph, what is the talent of the Holy Dragon Sect in front of the Young Sect Master!"
"Looks like the Young Sect Master is angry this time, this kid is undoubtedly dead today!"
