Chapitre 1172: Ten Thousand Dragon President

After everything settled, a 10,000 meter long, 1,000 meter wide sword gash appeared on the stage. The stage was now in complete disorder, with massive cracks and fissures all over it; there was not a single part of it left intact.

Zhao Fu lay within the sword gash, covered with blood. His body twitched as he coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and he propped himself up with great difficulty as he glared hatefully at the Ancient Sword Sect's Sect Master, his heart filled with fury.

He would definitely kill this person in the future, and he would destroy the entire Ancient Sword Sect. The pain and humiliation he had suffered today would be repaid ten times over in the future.

The Ancient Sword Sect's Sect Master standing in the air felt quite surprised; this person had taken this blow and yet still was not dead. This could be counted to be a miracle.