The newcomer’s right hand opened, fingers splayed, catching the sword qi—which was strong enough to slice through steel plate—right in his palm. With a sudden exertion of force, he crushed it into nothingness.
The female Grandmaster’s pupils contracted. She stared at Ning Chen, shock written all over her face. "Who are you?"
The Grandmaster with the handlebar mustache, the other two Grandmasters, and a group of Transformation Realm Masters and Internal Force Martial Artists all looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They sank their qi into their dantians, glaring daggers at the intruder.
Chapter 39