บท 236: Chapter 88: The Last Son_2

He hurled his dagger forward.

Just like Meng Chuyuan's sword, Qing Huang's remaining Eighth Level attack couldn't be despised either. The old man, struck by such a strong force, had half of his body twisted out of shape, almost toppling over.

In response, he jumped several feet backwards, gasping heavily.

Given a brief respite, Lu Yunsheng gripped his sword, watching him while breathng slowly, preparing for his next move.

The old man glared at him, but didn't move forward again. He touched the sword on his shoulder and started to slowly retreat.

The old man decided that the battle would stop here.

Because both Lu Yunsheng and Qing Huang were clearly unable to continue fighting.

If this battle had occurred before tonight, he would have risked his life trying to kill them, but now, it wasn't necessary.