章節 962: Windstorm Sword Styles

But, even as the attack approached him in a completely defenseless position, there was not the slightest bit of panic present on Aurelius' face.

Woosh!

Izroth cut through Aurelius effortlessly. However, he immediately noticed that something was off with the impact of his sword.

'It's different...'

Just as that thought crossed his mind, Aurelius disappeared, leaving behind an abrupt gust of wind.

Izroth narrowed his eyes as his Soul Sense went off. At the same time, he could feel a sudden shift in the atmosphere as a heavy rise of electric currents spread throughout the surroundings.

"Windstorm Fifth Style: Thunder Call."

A strong blast of wind blew at Izroth's back as Aurelius appeared out of thin air with his sword swinging in a downward motion.