"Brother Shi, are you alright?"
"Xiaole."
Ai Wenhong, Crown Sword Marquis, and Yang Feng, who were faster than the others, arrived in front of Shi Xiaole. The thought that this friend had narrowly escaped death made them all shudder.
Shi Xiaole smiled, stating that he was fine.
Elder Yan's sneak attack was indeed strong, but luckily the Wave Sword Lord timely intervened. More than ninety percent of his power was discarded, and what remained was not enough to injure Shi Xiaole.
However, what puzzled Shi Xiaole was that he had a feeling that the real strength of the Wave Sword Lord should be less than that of Elder Yan. How could his last sword strike seriously hurt him?
Not only was he puzzled, but so was the Wave Sword Lord himself.
"Strange, Elder Yan's aura was a bit off earlier. Could it be that his injuries haven't healed yet?"
