Bab 423: Chapter 197 Page 9 Miracle: Ancient Chronicles (End)_3

Open the distance, I must open the distance!

"Heh."

Old Luwei laughed, "You're too kind, Your Majesty."

[Yiju Vine]

The old man let go of the blade in his hand, kicked the hilt with one foot, and swung his Long Spear, spinning fiercely in the air.

"Bang!"

Two collisions, almost occurring at the same time.

The blade dropped like a falling meteor, and then an arrow loosed from a bow, its speed too fast for Bailuo's eyes to react.

If Bailuo hadn't been distracted by worrying about the Passive, and had focused all his attention on fighting with Old Luwei, he never would have missed this move.

But now...

"Boom! Glalalalabang!"

The blade struck the ground, piercing a giant rock on the sandy beach, shattering it into pieces, leaving a ten-meter long crack in the sand.

"Plop!"

Bailuo landed, a rip in the shoulder of his clothing the result of the blade: "In just a few seconds, containing nearly a hundred variations, what a terrifying move."