The flash of swords, the surge of murderous intent!
This streak of blade light came unexpectedly, and even Gao Yiming with his eyes and calf caught in a sneak attack would have struggled to guard against it at his peak.
Gao Yiming felt goosebumps rising all over his body as an intense sense of crisis insanely rushed to his heart.
He instinctively turned his head and saw a flash of white light.
"Am I… am I going to die?"
This thought surfaced in Gao Yiming's mind, ready to play out like a life flashing before his eyes.
Whoosh!
At that moment, the sharp sound of cutting through the air crazily approached.
With a crisp pop,
a pebble struck the blade glow in the blink of an eye.
It was this attack that just barely caused the long sword to change its path.
With a whoosh, the long sword grazed Gao Yiming's cheek, splattering a streak of crimson blood into the air.
"Master Gao, be careful!"
At this time, Han Yu's angry voice immediately echoed as a warning in Gao Yiming's ear.
