Chapter 125 He Chentian

The man landed on the ground and immediately crushed several bricks of granite which were hard as iron. Every step he took, the tile under his feet cracked.

Everybody felt suffocated. This man's martial arts achievement was far beyond that of the former three people, which might be at late Realm 3. A normal Core Forming Realm cultivator could not compete with him at all.

What was even more horrible was that the man was so young. He looked like he was about 25 years old. His brows looked like blades, and his eyes looked like cold water. His two cold eyes looked like two blades placed at the shoulders. Many people could not help but shuddering at the moment.

On his back was a broadsword which was 1.5 meters long and 0.4 meters wide. It was wrapped up by some strips of cloth, and only the blood-red hilt was exposed.

“Who dares to fight me?" He walked step by step to the stage and scanned the crowd as if he was searching for prey.