Mr. Lu held two blade discs as he retreated and blocked.
Clang! Clang! Clang!!
The saber in the thin elder's right hand was like a phantom. Every strike was very gentle, and he struck out three times in the blink of an eye! The saber beam changed three times in a row!
Mr. Lu held two blade discs and felt that the saber beam was too fast, exceeding the limits of his reaction speed. He relied on his experience to block two strikes, but the third strike still swept past his glabella.
His consciousness then plunged into darkness!
Mr. Lu was dead!
"He's a first-rate expert. Retreat!" Miss Ziteng immediately said.
"Retreat." Xu Jingming's heart tightened as he retreated without any hesitation!
He had just exchanged blows with his opponent! For the elder to kill Mr. Lu while blocking him… The gap between the two parties was obvious.
