Martial Emperor (2)

That person had always had a low sense of presence, or perhaps it should be said that he gave people a feeling of being honest. When everyone had looked strange earlier, he had not revealed any dissatisfaction or anxiety.

Up until now, he still had an absolutely normal expression.

But now, he suddenly attacked.

It was as if he had planned this for a long time. His speed was extremely fast, and the angle was very tricky. At this moment, almost no one could react. So in the blink of an eye, his figure had already arrived beside the desk, and his hand was already about to touch the edge of the scroll!

"Shen Tuwu!"

Tang Yuanhua's pupils suddenly contracted and his face turned gloomy. He gritted his teeth and shouted the man's name. Then, he drew his long sword and flew forward!