"How's your hand?"
On Da Ye Island, Qi Huanzhi turned to ask Lu Qiulong.
"It's okay, just can't exert any strength."
Lu Qiulong sat on his own spirit beast, looking at his hands that were bandaged by the Imperial Medical Academy and hung around his chest, he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
"That guy's sword is terrifying."
The one speaking was Lou Fengcheng. In his open right palm, gold lines flickered continuously, forming a three-dimensional image of Chen Mobai. A green lightning and a small flying sword also turned into symbols, flickering around the image.
"The Thunder Method has been taken care of. Now, once we resolve the Sword Light, we can completely defeat him."
