This sword strike... was too fast!
Too sudden!
It was like a fleeting shadow, arriving in an instant!
Even Xu Luo hadn't expected it.
'An assassination... a direct, frontal assault! Assassins almost always strike from behind!'
'This is... simply unbelievable!'
The strike was earth-shattering, and its killing intent was contained yet palpable. Only Xu Luo could sense the great terror hidden within!
Xu Luo's scalp tingled as a chill shot up his spine. With a loud shout, he channeled Yin Power into his left hand and Yang Power into his right. In that instant, he clapped his palms together, catching the incoming sword!
PFFT!
The surging, sharp Sword Qi left a bloody gash between Xu Luo's brows, but the blade itself... was caught between his palms!
At this moment, the incredible power of Xu Luo's physical body was on full display. His hands, as if forged from diamond, held the thrusting sword in a vice-like grip.
