"No!"
Chao Tianhuo let out a cry of desperation as he desperately twisted his body, trying to mobilize the chaotic Elemental Power within to resist Qin Chen's blade.
The Saber Force emanating from Qin Chen utterly suppressed Chao Tianhuo's Sword Intent.
Pfft!
Blood curved like a crescent moon, scattering across the sky.
Chao Tianhuo, dead!
Witnessing the indifferent, merciless eyes of Qin Chen, radiating endless terrifying Saber Force, people couldn't help but recall the words Qin Chen had uttered earlier.
You, are unworthy of using a sword!
Indeed, in the face of Qin Chen's Saber Force, Chao Tianhuo's remarkable Sword Intent seemed utterly feeble.
Dead, Chao Tianhuo, a genius Sword Cultivator.
Yet he met his end under Qin Chen's blade.
And his own sword had fallen aside; when it came to the critical moment, he couldn't even hold on to his blade as it was struck flying from his grasp by Qin Chen's forceful blow.
