The speed of Li Chen's sword seemed incredibly slow!
So slow it made one's hair stand on end!
Yet it was an unstoppable sword!
Fast to the extreme is equivalent to being motionless!
However, Jian Chen, given his mastery of the Sword Dao, was still unable to comprehend this.
He only felt that there were thousands of sword shadows covering him from all directions.
These sword shadows seemed incredibly real, yet incredibly illusory, in a mysterious state of profoundness.
Jian Chen felt unprecedented fear and unease!
He wanted to escape, but felt that there was nowhere to run!
Thousands of sword shadows crisscrossed, forming a Death God net. It was an abyss of darkness, suffocating and despairing.
"Ah!"
Jian Chen finally collapsed, looking to the sky and letting out a hysterical scream.
Li Chen saw the opportunity he wanted finally arrive, with a single thought controlled thousands of sword shadows, squeezing out a cold word from his teeth, sentencing Jian Chen to his death.
