บท 88: It’s Going to Leave a Stain

As Xue Qiang intercepted Wan Xiaojian's attack, stopping it from hitting Feng Fan's exposed back, Su Liqin and the remaining Blue Dragon Sect disciple lunged forward with their swords, both aiming for Feng Fan's chest.

"Killing Dragon Dive!" they shouted in unison.

An illusory dragon spread its wings behind them as they charged together, their swords gleaming with spiritual energy as they aimed at Feng Fan's chest.

At the same time, Feng Fan's brick had already flown back to him. He gripped it with his right hand.

Without missing a beat, he calmly circulated his cultivation technique and flexed his muscles to brace for the incoming attack.

Their swords pierced his skin slightly but stopped short of penetrating further, blocked by the formidable strength of his reinforced muscles.

"Impossible!" Su Liqin exclaimed, his voice trembling. "How can your body be this strong? These swords are top-tier Common artifacts!"