"That's right, if you can beat me, I'll agree to let one of the two of you leave the Imperial Palace safely. But if you lose, you'll hand over the Eight Feet Mirror obediently and tell me everything I want to know," he said.
"Agreed!"
Ye Luo's eyes flashed with a sharp gleam as he stepped forward, Lingyun Sword in hand.
"Be careful!" Leng Ruobing said, looking at Ye Luo with a face full of concern.
Whoosh!
Miyamoto Takeshi's eyes narrowed, and he viciously cleaved his katana towards Ye Luo.
Ye Luo's figure flashed, and the blade light from the katana exploded on the ground, leaving a deep gash.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Miyamoto Takeshi wielded the power of the first level of the Saint Realm, his entire body's strength surged as he swung his katana repeatedly, all targeting Ye Luo, but all were evaded.
"Do you only know how to hide?" Miyamoto Takeshi called out coldly.
"I'm afraid that once I make a move, you won't stand a chance," Ye Luo scoffed.
"Nonsense!"