Bang!
Shi Hao appeared, throwing a punch that landed on the sword light, instantly shattering it.
"You are barely qualified to fight me if you can take this sword strike." A voice sounded, and a young man in a blue robe walked out from the Nine Flames Lineage crowd, carrying a sword on his back, his entire being exuding intense Sword Intent.
Shi Hao frowned. That sword strike just now was incredibly sharp. If his strength had been slightly weaker and he couldn't block it, the entire Summit of the Stars would have been sliced, and everyone on it would have died.
Such was the domineering nature of that sword strike.
So, this individual making the move was too indifferent to life, just to prove Shi Hao had the qualification to fight him, he ignored countless lives?
"Are you the one destined to duel with me?" Shi Hao asked in a deep voice.
"Mo Jianxin." The young man in the blue robe replied indifferently, "Direct disciple of Nine Flames, ranked ninth."
