The massive sword Qi collapsed and disintegrated.
Xia Xingyu let out a muffled groan, his body staggering backward.
After retreating seven or eight steps in a row, Xia Xingyu finally steadied himself. A burning pain came from the back of his right hand. Raising his hand to look, he was startled to find a sword mark on it. Though the cut was not deep, it meant he had been injured.
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