The middle-aged man is stronger than imagined, is this the power of the Rakshasa Sect Leader?
Ye Qiu stood up once again, facing the opponent's attacks, he couldn't even fight back and continued to bear the brunt of two consecutive attacks, causing him immense pain all over his body.
Both of them noticed the many new presences around them, knowing that many masters were watching the battle from not far away.
The middle-aged man didn't care at all, he stared at Ye Qiu and said lightly, "Although you are young and talented, you have not yet grown up. It's been a long time since I've killed a martial artist with such talent as yours."
His words carried a sense of vicissitudes, as if reminiscing about the past. Ye Qiu's eyebrows were tightly locked; even though he held the Kusanagi Sword in his hand, he couldn't counterattack with the sword before the opponent's attack hit, which undoubtedly put him in grave danger.
