Chương 1962: The Number One Inner Disciple

"W-what…"

Watching as the world rotate around him, all that was in Wang Jiandong's mind was incredulity.

Even in his moment of death, he did not believe what was happening to him.

He had driven his Sword Intent and sharpened his concentration to their limits. He had been prepared to meet anything that came his way. He had intended to last as long as he could against his opponent and put up a good fight.

But as soon as the other party made his move, the world had begun rotating around him. Everything had ended before he knew it.

When did the other party make the move? How did the other party make the move? He realized that he knew nothing at all!

Was such a swift sword humanly possible?

Lujie, I'm sorry. I was thinking of sounding out the other party's moves for your reference, but it seems like my strength is limited. To the other party, I am probably no different from an unmoving target…