Luo Cheng iciy snorted.
Gripping his sword with both hands, he swung around, hacking at the person behind him.
As he had expected, there was a sword that had been piercing towards his back with deadly intent. But this time Luo Cheng managed to clash with it head-on, his sword heavily smashing into that person's sword.
BOOM!
Luo Cheng was involuntarily knocked back several steps, while that person was also sent flying by Luo Cheng's sword.
"It's you?!" Suddenly, a startled cry rang out.
As that illusory figure gradually became solid, it revealed that the attacker was a woman.
Her figure was lithe and graceful. The sword in her hand rippled like water, and she wore a white veil that concealed her face.
Although the only thing that could be seen of her face was here yes and above, those two limpid eyes emitted a light that seemed as if they could steal a person's soul.