Shi Xiaole's words left Kong Datong and the other three stunned, but before they could find their words, Shi Xiaole had made his move. A sword thrust with no trace of motion, it seemed like a gentle breeze, hovering between reality and illusion.
"Not good!"
Kong Datong, as the foremost, felt a strong sense of impending danger, his whole body breaking out in goosebumps. Without enough time to use Five Ghost Legs, he sidestepped as quickly as he could.
Almost brandished at the same time, a faint blue sword shadow flitted then disappeared in mid-air.
Just as Kong Datong breathed a sigh of relief, the disappearing sword shadow unusually didn't vanish, but transformed into a stronger, faster sword thrust. Like a natural wind, it had no discernable pattern.
"Ghost Leg Self-Tie!"
In the face of danger, Kong Datong's reaction was faster than ever. He spun his body, creating a thick layer of residual images to shield him, but the Sword Qi suddenly scattered.
