“Oh no! I’ve hit a metal plate!”The old Daoist cried out in his heart. At this moment, he already knew that not only was the strength of the person in front of him far superior to his, even the flying sword was much better than his!
In the blink of an eye, the old Daoist understood that even if he used a suicidal attack, it would be impossible for him to seriously injure the other party, not to mention risking his life. Therefore, he made a prompt decision -- run!
The flying sword was destroyed, but the old Daoist still had his ultimate move to escape. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, the old Daoist formed a sword gesture with his hands and the spiritual power in his body circulated crazily.
