"Truly harbors ill intent."
Upon hearing the sound of something slicing through the air behind him, Xu Zhou's gaze turned icy cold.
This Yue Huarong, with her previous appearance of pitiful innocence, was merely trying to earn his sympathy, only to launch a fatal strike when he least expected it.
Luckily, he was already on guard.
Whoo!
Xu Zhou's Qi-Blood surged violently throughout his body, his acupoints opening wide. With all his might, he slashed backward with a blade.
Clang!!
The brilliant white blade light clashed with the blood-red sword light, erupting with a deafening noise, yet the blood-red sword light broke through the blade light and continued to shoot towards Xu Zhou.
Xu Zhou's eyes narrowed; with his current strength, even a late-stage third-grade Martial Artist might not withstand his full-force strike.