The strand of sword intent was definitely like an ant before an elephant when it faced the enormous palm. However, when they both collided….

“AH! What sword intent is that!?” A horrified and furious howl resounded from the horizon.

It didn’t take long for a back robed man to appear before Yang Ye’s group. At this moment, his palm was gradually drying up as if it had experienced the passage of hundreds of years. Moreover, the vitality within him was leaking out like a ...