Chapter 618: Heading to the Northeast to Kill the Devils _13

After a continuous onslaught of eighty-one attacks, just as Katsu Asahara had expected, Yu Wenhao appeared to be exhausted, and his reflexes were no longer as agile as before.

In such a situation, it wasn't until Asahara drew near that Yu Wenhao reacted.

Under the breath-held gaze of Nalan Yongke and the other Chinese martial artists, Yu Wenhao, with his head full of white hair, stood with a saber in front of him.

"Clang!!!"

The next moment, Asahara's Ghost ruthlessly stabbed onto Yu Wenhao's saber. The point of impact was right in front of Yu Wenhao's throat. It was foreseeable that if Yu Wenhao had not timely blocked with his saber, he would have been killed on the spot!

With that strike, Yu Wenhao managed to block it, but the horrifying force still made the palm of his hand numb, involuntarily, he retreated a step.

As Yu Wenhao retreated, Asahara took advantage of his momentum, changing his stab into a strike. His sword tip instantly slipped past Yu Wenhao's right wrist.