But the distance from ten centimeters to twenty centimeters on the sword became increasingly difficult and easy to bend.
Su Chen's inner strength was insufficient to completely disintegrate this great sword.
Moreover, Su Chen could still feel a faint resistance from the sword, as if the bending of the sword made it very uncomfortable.
"Whoosh!"
"Dang!"
The sword directly bounced from Su Chen's 'abdomen'.
Luckily, Zhang Shu and Guo Yuanyuan didn't stand directly in front of Su Chen, otherwise this sword could have pierced through their bodies.
Zhang Shu and Guo Yuanyuan were simultaneously startled.
"Ah!" Guo Yuanyuan screamed.
"Sorry, sorry, my mistake." Suddenly, sweat appeared on Su Chen's forehead.
Although Su Chen was still at an intermediate cultivation level of the Saint Realm, he already had the strength to contended against a Human King level expert.
But just now, that sword seemed to have 'flown' out of his hand, unable to be grasped.
