Blood Red Sword Qi was Shen Bai's signature. Anyone who had spent time in the Jianghu knew of the title Eight Extremes Young Master.
It was like an anti-counterfeiting seal; no one could fake it.
As members of the Observatory, Yao Long and the others were naturally even more aware of this.
"Everyone, follow Lord Shen and kill the enemy!" Zhang He shouted.
But halfway through his cry, the words died in his throat.
He realized his shout was completely unnecessary.
The Blood Red Sword Qi was unstoppable, effortlessly neutralizing all their attacks.
Whether it was the Buddha's Radiant Palm, the giant skull, or the foul black water from the Peach Wood Sword…
...all of them were fragile before the Blood Red Sword Qi.
After easily piercing through them, the Blood Red Sword Qi shot toward the Qi Huang Taoist, its momentum and speed unchecked.
The Qi Huang Taoist felt the hair on his body stand on end. The mortal danger compelled him to pull back his Peach Wood Sword.
CRACK!
