But not even a single wound appeared.

This monk's body is many times harder than steel.

The bronze sword that was as sharp as iron could not hurt him at all.

It's really awesome.

Perhaps, the monks cultivated themselves into the holy body of Nirvana recorded in the scriptures.

"Die."

Zhang Tong laughed evilly, and the flying sword burst out from the Yintang point.

Because they were so close, the monk was too careless.

Unable to escape.

The flying sword shot into his right eye in the blink of an eye, sinking deeply into it.

And this is the reason for Zhang Tong's close attack.

I have long thought about shooting my eyes with a flying sword!

"ah……"

The monk let out a shrill and painful scream.

This attack was so unexpected and incredible.

A mere monk at the ninth level of Qi training actually mastered the Shushan Flying Sword?

How can this be?

His left hand moved, and he struck out a palm as fast as lightning.

The terrifying force from the air blasted Zhang Tong dozens of meters away, hitting the cave wall and falling down like a painting.

"Sword-riding..."

Zhang Tong, however, did not care about his injuries.

The flying sword flew back and merged into the bronze sword.

The bronze sword turned into a stream of light and shot towards the throat of the monk who was still screaming.

With a strong murderous aura.
Chapter completed!