"In warfare, deception is key. The sword's gleam was just a blinding trick. I knew you would choose me."
Xia Feng sneered behind him, then abruptly drew the Qingxue Sword, spilling blood everywhere.
The thirteenth Emperor Xia flew over, immediately laughing heartily, "Good, good, good. As expected of Xia Tianming's grandson, your battle experience is indeed exceptional!"
From his angle earlier, he could clearly see. When Xia Feng's sword gleam covered the sky with four colors of radiant light, rushing towards the seventh Cyan Emperor, Xia Feng was hidden behind the gleam, completely obscured from the Cyan Emperor's view.
As the seventh Cyan Emperor gathered all his strength to counter Xia Feng's sword gleam, Xia Feng was already upon him.
With a flash, the defenseless back appeared right in front of him.
Hidden within Divine Techniques, such a ghostly attack method probably only this brat Xia Feng could come up with.
This seventh Cyan Emperor died without grievance.
