In a world where only the grandmasters reign supreme, today before my eyes, a fight unfolds. Lin Qiaofu realized that although she had read numerous books, at this moment, they were utterly useless. Each combatant executed their moves with simplicity at its utmost: one sword, one finger.
Yet this simplicity was unspeakably terrifying.
Now, Old Lu and his companion Tai Shu Jian were tied up by two masters from the Wen Family, Wang Anfeng was severely injured and exhausted, his combat strength uncertain, and their biggest reliance was entangled by Pei Danding, the renowned Sword Saint who had enjoyed fame across the land for dozens of years.
This overly perfect countermeasure arrangement made her feel unease in her heart.
