บท 104: A True Man Doesn't Let Grudges Last Overnight

Clang!

In the warehouse filled with rubble, a cold light flashed!

The moment Zhou Huaili broke through the roof, Ye Jingtang stepped heavily on the ground and flew up. He held the saber in his left hand and unsheathed the silver blade like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, accurately striking at the tip of the stabbing sword.

Thump!

An ethereal sound rang out.

Accompanying it was the sound of robes tearing.

Zhou Huaili was extremely skilled in swordsmanship. He blocked with the flat of his sword, and the blade curved and flicked toward Ye Jingtang's shoulder, instantly piercing through the black robe.

This move could have severed Ye Jingtang's tendons and crippled his left arm.

But when the sword tip bounced up, what it brought out was not flesh and blood but undamaged silver soft armor!

Almost at the same time, the surging power contained in the saber spread from the sword to Zhou Huaili's body.