Qiao Qian was taken aback, not expecting Wang Meng to possess such insight. "Heh, as a reward for your sharp eye, Brother Wang, I'll gift you another slash!"
The Hundred Spirits Sword slashed horizontally, and Sword Qi surged forth like a tidal wave. This horizontal attack was even harder to dodge.
Wang Meng retreated rapidly, but the Sword Qi was even more ferocious. Despite using multiple Body Techniques, he was still struck.
BOOM...
Wang Meng was sent flying, utterly powerless to retaliate.
'Technique?'
'Not needed. An absolute disparity in Elemental Power is absolute strength. With my Nineteenth-Layer Elemental Power and a perfect Immortal Sword, all I need is a one-hit kill!'
Hu Jing and the others exchanged glances, their hearts leaping into their throats. Staring at the radiant Hundred Spirits Sword, they felt a sense of helplessness. It was truly a Treasure Level weapon.
