Lu Yun didn't even need to strike; he simply walked toward Liao Tong with a steady, composed gait. The mere pressure of his presence was enough to leave Liao Tong gasping for breath.
Liao Tong’s face flushed a deep crimson, his features twisted in agony. Finally, unable to restrain himself any longer, he spat out a mouthful of blood. With that, his aura noticeably withered.
Terror gripped his heart. What kind of monster was this successor to Ao Tianyu? In terms of sword-path presence, he was arguably not beneath Ao Tianyu himself. Had the sword cultivators of Kunlun truly grown to such terrifying heights?
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