บท 1999: Swallow Their Swords!

Fully trusting his instincts, the black-robed expert immediately retreated with a pale face.

He did not think that the earlier attack would only be a feint. The true threat was hidden amid the sword qi!

"It's a High Immortal-tier sword!" The black-robed expert was stunned.

Weapons of such a tier were known to be incredibly prideful, so why would this sword submit to a mere Pseudo Immortal?

This was impossible!

However, this was not the time for his attention to be wandering away. He quickly turned around and backed away.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Driving the Gods' Sword Intent within his body, the Tongshang Sword blurred into an afterimage, almost as if a drifting cloud that moved without leaving behind any traces.

Puhe!

Fresh blood spurted into the air as the black-robed expert cried out.

His hand had been severed.