The crowd couldn't even see the Sword Light. If that strike had landed, Lin Ming's head would have been split in two!
Before anyone could even cry out in alarm, Zhang Guanyu's sword strike had missed its mark.
It was as if Lin Ming had eyes in the back of his head. At the very instant the sword descended, he took a bizarrely small step forward. Like a willow branch swaying in the wind, he dodged Zhang Guanyu's sword with perfect precision.
"Hn!?"
Zhang Guanyu's certain-kill strike had missed just like that. Refusing to believe it, he raised his sword and thrust again!
SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH!
In that single instant, Zhang Guanyu unleashed an unknown number of thrusts. His sword had completely melted into the wind. Only an incredibly blurry Sword Light remained; the blade itself was completely invisible!
To see only the Sword Light but not the blade was already an extremely high Realm of swordsmanship. Yet with Zhang Guanyu's sword, even the Sword Light was a blur!
