章 1522: Unexpected

No matter how much Berserker Immortal refused to believe it, all his attacks were blocked by Zhou Wen. Berserker Immortal kept speeding up his sword, but they were still intercepted by Zhou Wen every time.

It was as though a car was repeatedly overtaking another only to end with a collision. The Sword of Blood scattered in all directions. Although it would ultimately return to Berserker Immortal, the situation had already made a 180-degree turn.

Zhou Wen held the absolute initiative as he struck again and again, forcing Berserker Immortal to retreat.

Berserker Immortal had already changed his sword art, hoping to suppress Zhou Wen again, but no matter how his sword art changed, it was impossible to take back the advantage.

Zhou Wen seemed to see through everything. No matter how his sword art changed, Zhou Wen could strike at his most uncomfortable spot and attack his weakness. It made him so uncomfortable that he nearly vomited blood.