Faced with such a terrifying attack, Lin Xuan didn't dodge in the slightest. Instead, he reached out and snatched forward. With a simple clench of his fist, all the sword shadows shattered.
Across from him, Xia Youhui's eyes bulged in disbelief. His eyes nearly popped out of his head. How can this be? He broke through my Swordsmanship in an instant! This is unbelievable! How is this guy so strong?
While he was still in shock, Lin Xuan's hand shot out again, grabbing the long sword.
CRACK!
The sword snapped in two. The force sent Xia Youhui stumbling back several steps, his blood roiling within him.
How is this possible? Xia Youhui was completely dumbfounded. The sword in his hand had actually broken. This is a Treasure Sword worthy of a Martial General! How could it snap so easily? Yet, with a light flick of his wrist, Lin Xuan broke it. What kind of power is this?
With boundless terror in his eyes, Xia Youhui conceded.
"I concede," he said hurriedly.
