บท 1015: A Simple Sword Art Becomes Profound In The Hands Of A Monster

SNAP—!

A vine whipped at Lith's body while splitting the air beside him. 

He jumped and slashed his sword, cutting off the vine, and took a step in front.

The space around his leg twisted and with one step, he was a hundred steps ahead, right in front of the woman's face.

The woman's eyes widened in shock and she let out a soul piercing scream.

Lith's eardrums and eyes burst apart, a stinging pain coursed through his head and body. However, the pain tolerance training done during his childhood was still effective and kept him unaffected.

"1st Ancient Sword Strike: Swift Sparrow."

Lith crouched down, coiled himself like a spring, and launched forward with a burst of speed, slashing his blade at the wrapped vines at the base.

The woman let out another soul piercing scream and Lith was sent a few steps back, staggering.

"17th Ancient Sword Strike: Rising Phoenix."