Ha... with a deft movement, Xiao Lin landed and rushed explosively towards Mu Rongyun, who had been swept away, bringing forth faint shadows in his wake. His hand held the fan that moved forward like a phantom. Its strange trajectory, sharp aura, and chilling edge displayed a terrifying intent to kill.
The whole body was thrown into the air, yet after landing, there was no hesitation. He flipped several times in place and leaped up again. His legs spread wide, his entire body sunk, like a beast making a sudden probe forward, the steel knife in his hand moved sharply, carrying a deadly arc towards Xiao Lin.
The distance was too close. Just as Xiao Lin was about to perform a chop, his eyes trembled slightly, and he had to swiftly change his attack. The fan suddenly rotated and at the same time he twisted his feet forcefully, halting his forward momentum and leaping, narrowly dodging the steel knife swung by Mu Rongyun.
