Tong Zhan felt a moment of panic in his heart.
He knew Qin Shaoping's identity—Tan Chaofan's disciple. Even if he was just his third disciple, if he were to die here... thinking of the consequences sent a chill through Tong Zhan's heart. He had indeed taken this lightly.
Just as he was about to move to rescue him, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Dang!
At the critical moment, Bai Ziyue arrived. His long sword set up a block, steadily intercepting this powerful strike.
Without the threat from behind, Qin Shaoping's long sword trembled lightly, piercing through the youth's skin and directly through his stomach.
Qin Shaoping breathed a sigh of relief and was about to thank Bai Ziyue when the youth suddenly grabbed the long sword and twisted the blade sharply.
The blade cut through the air, producing a faint vibrating sound,
Qin Shaoping's face turned pale instantly. He quickly let go of the sword handle and retreated, but found it was too late.
