"Wang Xiaoshi's successor…"
The old man's face was filled with shock, with faint traces of fear, as if he'd recalled that man from back then who was like a Demon God.
Suddenly, his expression twitched, and an incomparably hateful look surfaced in his eyes. He let out a long laugh.
"Too bad, you're not Wang Xiaoshi of those years, and I'm not the Sato of those years either."
As Sato finished speaking, his long blade burst out like thunder, the blade light like a sweeping bolt of silk, rolling toward Yang Fei once more.
Yang Fei snorted.
"Invaders always meet the same end. Back then, Wang Xiaoshi failed to kill you. Today I'll wipe out your soul and spirit completely."
As he spoke, blood-red blade light flashed, meeting Sato's long blade head-on.
A streak of azure light and a streak of blood-colored blade radiance tangled together, in an instant killing so fiercely the sky turned dim and the earth went dark.
