Chapter 502: Where Do You Think You're Going?

As Zhou Hai faced the crushing force of the sword, his breathing grew rapid and his chest heaved under an unbearable pressure. The sheer pressure from the sword made it hard for him to breathe, as if he were trapped in quicksand. As the blazing sword light came at him, Zhou Hai frantically raised his sword to block while leaping back, but it was just too fast and wild-it hit him in the blink of an eye. "Clang!" The searing sword light smashed into Zhou Hai's sword, making the three-foot blade vibrate...