The black-robed bald man, however, was unfazed from beginning to end. His expression remained the same even if the black dragon he had transformed into was destroyed, or when he was blown away and sent flying by Tang Xiu's sword strike. Not even a single trace of uneasiness appeared even when Tang Xiu came to his front.
"You won't dare kill me."
He stated indifferently at the moment he retreated.
Tang Xu frowned and slashed his sword forward, but he instantly tilted the trajectory slightly. The sword light that was supposed to cut off the man's right shoulder changed direction and only severed his right arm.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Tang Xiu halted his advance and coldly asked, staring at the black-robed bald man tens of meters away.
