At this moment, the disciples of the Thirty-Six Caves watched Ding Fan with worry in their eyes, but Ding Fan had no time to focus on anything else. The Iron Sword in his hand made a slight rotation, and a substantial Sword Qi, dense and heavy, was released from Ding Fan's hand.
And as the Sword Qi was released from Ding Fan's hand, the eyes of the disciples around suddenly filled with despair. They knew that the Sword Qi emanating from Ding Fan's hand drifted like a breeze over the earth, seeming as if it could disappear at any moment.
"Why… why is Senior Ding's Sword Qi so weak, almost as if it wasn't there? It's unbelievable that Senior Ding's power is so feeble. It seems like Senior Ding won't be a match for that Guard Commander!"
