The old man let out a look of disdain and a sneer. His speed toward Li Daofeng did not falter, and his palm continued to strike at Li Daofeng’s crown.
He believed that as a Saint-grade (mid) Martial Artist, his physical body was immensely powerful; how could he possibly be injured by the sword of a boy under thirty?
Even if an ant has great strength, can it ever be a match for an elephant?
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