Piercing sword light, icy killing intent.
Mu Fan, who had just normally begun to open a door, didn't expect to be attacked the moment he entered.
The sword light did not hold back at all as it chopped down towards his head; at that moment, the crisis of death enveloped his entire body.
Mu Fan's brain operated at high speed in that instant, Ghost Energy instantly shrouded his body, and his stepping motion abruptly ceased.
His whole body went from motion to stillness, as if shattered pixels were instantly reassembled; his upper body's bones displaced and he abruptly moved back ten centimeters, then the sword light slashed down in front of his eyes.
But passively receiving an attack had never been Mu Fan's style; his hanging right hand's two fingers came together, and in the moment Ghost Energy covered his palm, his fingers became as tough as fine steel and shot out like lightning.
Ding!
