"Monster, you're not even human!"
Seeing this scene, Horizontal Blade Wanderer nearly went mad, wondering why even his own killing moves couldn't harm the opponent.
Without a word, Shi Xiaole continued to charge forward.
In a true sense, this was his first time facing a high-ranking Eighth Tier Earth Immortal. The previous battle against the Eternal Night tribe's leader and his five warriors was mostly about delaying, and since the fight was too short, it didn't serve as a valid reference.
In the sky, flashes of blade light and Sword Qi streaked by, resembling ravines. Shi Xiaole's frontal strength was inferior to Horizontal Blade Wanderer's, but it was clear to everyone that in other respects, he was pressing the opponent hard.
One hundred moves.
Two hundred moves.
Three hundred moves.
