"You little brat, you dare to trick me?"
That was clearly not the Planting Eight Swords—it was the Fantasy Sword Technique!
To think the Fantasy Sword Technique could deceive Elder Gu, who was also a master of the technique, was rather clumsy.
But...
Xu Xiaoshou was not the Xu Xiaoshou everyone imagined.
For him, that sword was enough to break Elder Gu's train of thought, to shift his focus from the sword formation to whether it was an illusion. Even if Elder Gu's reaction time was extremely fast, and he realized it was an illusion, the control effect had already been achieved!
Elder Gu's attack rhythm was broken.
From within a pile of disordered flesh, Xu Xiaoshou extended his right hand, reversed his grip on Hidden Bitter, and pulled towards the direction of the sword hilt.
The sword was so fast that it left afterimages in the void.
