BOOM!!!
The sword-images all vanished, and Kang Yuhuai was knocked back, completely shocked.
"Flashy, but useless." Luo Cheng smiled coldly.
That kind of technique was just child's play. How could true experts really care about his illusory images and be duped by such a weak trick?
"I really dislike this kind of never-changing poser show."
Luo Cheng stepped forward, crossing three hundred meters with a single step, appearing like a phantom as he arrived right in front of Kang Yuhuai. His sword fell.
This was also a simple and direct swing, without the slightest fanciness. But the pressure from the sword as well as Luo Cheng's killing intent had completely locked down Kang Yuhuai.
Kang Yuhuai's hair stood on end, and he used his full strength to resist. But Luo Cheng's sword seemed as heavy as a mountain, and with an explosive sound, Kang Yuhuai was once more blown back.
