This sword is an incredibly powerful Divine Sword, razor-sharp. Even though Shi Yuan had some defenses, he still couldn't withstand the piercing of this Divine Sword.
This Divine Sword can slice through ordinary steel like cutting tofu, how could mere mortal flesh resist it?
The only thing Shi Yuan found most baffling was how Qin Fang managed to hide such a Treasured Sword in such a tiny space. Unfortunately, even if he wanted to ask now, Qin Fang might not necessarily answer him.
"You can die now..."
Qin Fang didn't regard Shi Yuan highly, he simply lifted his foot and kicked Shi Yuan flying away...
Shi Yuan's body instantly detached from Qin Fang's Divine Sword, a blot of crimson appeared on his chest, and the blood poured out as if it had no value.
"Ah..."
At this point, Shi Yuan could no longer endure. Even for a master like him, such agony was unbearable, especially since it was a fatal wound. He was only a step away from death.
"I don't..."
