"Fine, take my move!" Su Mo said flatly, his stare piercing Zhu Shaojing like a sharp sword.
The air current around him turned into a wild wind and brought him before Zhu Shaojing in an instant.
SWISH!
With a flash, Su Mo's sword tore through the air and stabbed toward Zhu Shaojing.
It was fast, accurate, powerful, unpredictable and overwhelming.
"What?"
Zhu Shaojing's eyes opened wide from disbelief when he saw Su Mo's movement.
He could see nothing but a single illusive wind blade coming toward him.
The wind blade was completely unpredictable, and it seemed to have locked on to all his weak spots, becoming entirely unavoidable!
Zhu Shaojing's hair stood on end and a chill went down his spine. He was completely unprepared; he did not expect Su Mo's attack to be so powerful!