As expected.
Facing the sudden onset of a violent wind, and the Invisible Sword hidden under its cover.
Zhou Qianmo initially thought Xu Lingjun was at his wits' end, making a desperate final attempt.
But the moment Xu Lingjun's arm approached...
He detected a discordant note amidst the fierce wind.
Before he could dodge, Zhou Qianmo abruptly raised his hands, wrapping them in True Qi, catching an object in the nick of time... Just from the feel of it, he realized this was the sword the brat had just used against him.
This brat somehow managed to conceal the sword's appearance.
How come he has so many tricks up his sleeve?
Knowing that if he had reacted a bit slower, he might at least have been seriously injured, dying at the hands of this brat.
A look of lingering fear flickered in Zhou Qianmo's eyes, and he sneered, "Is this your final trick? If so... then you can prepare your last words…"
As soon as he finished speaking.
