The opponent also possesses Sect Master Level strength, he realized.
The opponent didn't speak, just looked around coldly, seemingly waiting for someone.
"Interesting, let me take care of this Zhuo Yihang before I kill you," Yin Yang sneered, suddenly intensifying the attack, clang!
The sword was slapped and vibrated by a palm, Zhuo Yihang was sent flying backward. Yin Yang's hand was about to press onto his chest, Zhuo Yihang's eyes sharpened, he didn't avoid the palm, but rather met it with a sword thrust.
That sword must have been terrifying, from Sui Yi's observation not far away. He could see the swirling of the airflow.
Swish~~~
One sword broke through everything.
Whether it was Yin Yang's black Qi or the palm of Yin Yang, blood spurted out. Nonetheless, Zhuo Yihang was also sent flying by a palm strike.
Boom! The ground exploded into a large pit.
