Huo Du's strike was as fierce as a tiger!
Moreover, it was a suicidal attack, betting life for life, as if he wanted to perish together with his enemy!
Perceiving this, Wang Hao's pupils slightly narrowed, revealing a touch of disdainful coldness.
If you don't want to live anymore, I'm not done living yet!
A gleam shot from Wang Hao's eyes as Huo Du approached. He stepped forward with his left foot and followed closely with his right, his fists changing places to form a half-arc defense.
Huo Du's saber strike failed to hit Wang Hao's body and instead landed squarely on a protruding boulder.
Before Huo Du could lift his blade again, Wang Hao made his move like a swift wind, grabbing the other's wrist and yanking it backward with force.
Huo Du's body, uncontrollable, flung the saber from his hand.
With empty hands seizing the blade, Wang Hao snatched the saber out of the air. Holding it, he slashed diagonally toward Huo Du's shoulder.
"Ah!"
