An ordinary Second Rank Great Grandmaster would have no way of dodging such an attack. A single hit would reduce them to a lonely, wandering ghost. Unfortunately for them, while Yang Qi's Realm was equivalent to a Second Rank Great Grandmaster, he was a Cultivator. To be precise, he was a Cultivator at the second layer of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The moment their attacks flew toward him, Yang Qi condensed a golden blade in his hand. It shot out instantly, unleashing a wave of killing intent.
SWISH! SWISH!
The next moment, a spray of crimson painted the room.
When Li Chong saw the blood, a cold smirk touched his lips. The intruder has been dealt with. The next moment, however, he was dumbfounded. It felt as if his own blood had frozen in his veins. Lying on the ground were the two experts from the Kangshan Sect, each with a bloody hole in their throat, yet the blade was nowhere to be seen. The young man in plain clothes, however, stood completely unharmed.
