C538 CHAPTER538

Xu Tianming stared in terror at the sword hovering less than three inches from his throat, feeling as though his soul had been ripped from his body.

Before the Three Sect Martial Meeting, Xu Tianming exuded confidence in his own strength. He had believed that his mastery of the heaven-grade martial art, the Moonlight Sky Screen, would easily secure him the championship title at this year's event