Chapter 1747: Kill The Immortal King's Disciple

"Your energy is weak, and I can tell you have less than ten percent left. And yet, you claim you can defeat me?" Syng mocked, flicking his fingers. Instantly, his sword whistled into the air. The sword split into two, then four, then eight. In mere moments, the sky was filled with an endless array of swords surrounding him. "Sword Split Technique," Syng said calmly. "Even at the Celestial Immortal level, this is more than enough to kill you." Hearing this, Chuck Hao smirked. "Judging by your...