Chen Xinglong snorted coldly, drew the long saber from his waist, and slashed at the incoming Sword Energy.
BAM!
He was instantly blasted back several meters, his arm numb from the impact.
An old man dressed in samurai garb with wooden clogs on his feet appeared in everyone's line of sight. The steel saber in his hand, specially made in the Yang Country, glinted coldly. The aura he emitted was so powerful it made one's heart pound. Even the Dragon Soul members, who were used to intense situations, felt goosebumps prickle their skin.
"Mr. Yamaguchi!" Jin Nanxi shrieked. "He's the one who ruined our plans! He even killed Mr. Miyamoto! You must not let him get away with this!"
Yamaguchi Tendao's gaze fixed on Chen Xiao, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. A youth from the Divine Land this powerful… If left alive, he will certainly become a future threat.
