"No... no, this is impossible."
Sun Yaoyang suppressed the urge to vomit blood, letting out a hoarse roar: "This... this is impossible. How can he possess such terrifying power at the middle-stage of mythical? How is this possible? How can I be completely powerless against his attacks? This is impossible."
When Lu Tianxing launched his attack, Sun Yaoyang had considered fighting back, but he dared not move. If he dared to counterattack, he might face Lu Tianxing's torrential assault; without defense, he'd have no chance under Lu Tianxing's hands.
"Sun Yaoyang, four more strikes, I'll send you to your grave, die."
Lu Tianxing strode forward, charging directly at Sun Yaoyang.
"Humph, Third Young Master of Lu Family, do you think you can kill Sun Yaoyang without asking me first?"
At this moment, a chilling voice suddenly arose.
"Heavenly Cry Sword Technique."
