"Bastard!"
Seeing that he had been teleported tens of thousands of miles away in an instant, the killing intent in Ye Xingfeng's eyes surged, practically overflowing.
It wasn't just because he had been teleported away as if Lü Yang were toying with him; more importantly, it was Lü Yang's Cultivation.
'Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment...?'
As far as he knew, it had been no more than a century since Lü Yang's Foundation Establishment. In just a hundred short years, he had comprehended his Innate Ability, accumulated enough Merit and Fortune, and found the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches...
His talent was extraordinary!
'But he's no match for me...'
As a Sword Cultivator, Ye Xingfeng's assessment of both his own strength and his enemy's was incredibly precise. He had long since seen that Lü Yang had no real way to deal with his Flying Sword.
