C476 Three Battles with the Wind Monarch

"Feng Yi, prepare to meet your end!"

The Wind Monarch roared, once again wielding the Immortal Sword with the force of a tiger's roar, aiming to strike Feng Yi down. The sword was unique, only about the size of a hand, yet it exuded a sharpness that seemed designed to cut through the very soul.

Feng Yi dared not take it head-on. He sidestepped swiftly