They were mentally prepared, knowing the cruelty of the Eight Palaces' martial competition.
But when they actually witnessed this scene, their hearts were still profoundly shaken.
At this moment, the banks of the Xingluo River fell silent, with everyone's gaze fixated on the black longsword emitting Sword Qi.
And finally, Qin Feiyang also came to his senses.
But he couldn't avoid it at all.
"Am I going to die?"
A look of despair appeared on his face.
He felt the incoming ferocious Sword Qi.
At this time, scenes from earlier flashed through his mind.
If he hadn't initiated a sneak attack, perhaps he wouldn't have ended up in this predicament, right?
The Sword Qi drew even closer; he could even feel a cut being opened on his neck by the fierce Sword Qi.
He closed his eyes, waiting for death to arrive.
At this moment, his heart was full of regret.
The imagined fatal blow didn't happen; when he opened his eyes, the black longsword was only three inches from his neck.
