He knew full well that this Poisoned Horned Cone carried a deadly toxin; once struck, death was certain.
With no other choice, he could only swing the Iron Ruler, focusing all his attention on blocking those Poisoned Horned Cones laden with lethal venom.
Each parry sent a numbing shock up his arm, yet he did not dare relax in the slightest.
Just in that instant when his Iron Ruler briefly stalled, Guo Xiangyu's beautiful eyes filled with murderous frost; she was like a goddess of vengeance in the dark night, radiating an aura that chilled the soul.
She gripped her bamboo saber, her figure moving like lightning as she struck in a flash.
Guo Xiangyu unleashed the "Qimen Sancai Saber" technique; this saber art was the supreme skill of her sect—exquisitely profound, endlessly shifting. Each stroke came with a whooshing wind, as if it carried the biting chill of the mountain air, capable of severing all evil in this world.
