119 A Conclusion

Whoosh!

Qin Yuan slashed his sword at his back with all his might.

He couldn't dodge, the sword easily tore at his back.

"Uhhh..." He screamed as blood spurted out of his back.

Qin Yuan didn't give him a chance to breathe, he slashed his sword at him once again, still at full power.

"Damn..." He cursed.

Right after that, he suddenly turned towards Qin Yuan.

He took off his robes, revealing his wounded chest.

At this moment, boundless power gathered in that chest, seemingly ready to explode.

The radiating pressure made many hearts pound as if death was coming.

A Great Emperor is still a Great Emperor. Even in a situation like this, a Great Emperor could still carry out a very dangerous counterattack.

Qin Yuan didn't want to see him do that, attacking with a sword didn't really convince him either, so he pointed his palm at his body.

Whoosh!