The steel wire and the longsword clashed back and forth, creating sounds as urgent as sudden rain, while the overflowing Sword Qi carved numerous fine and dense sword marks on the walls.
"Enough! Don't hurt her!"
The man roared.
"Unless you tell me who hired you, I will surely destroy this corpse completely," Xiao Mengyu's hand shook, and another shadow of a sword flew out from the longsword.
The man had to give up his attack and fully protect Zhao Yibing from the incoming strikes, quickly saying:
"If you leave now, in consideration of the Luo family, I can still give up the chase. But if you want to pry into my artwork—"
"I will kill you!"
Xiao Mengyu immediately responded, "You can come to kill me, but I need to know the employer's information!"
"Dream on!" the man said.
Hum—
The longsword in Xiao Mengyu's hand suddenly blurred.
A giant shadow of a sword emerged from the spine of the blade, emitting a terrifying and fierce aura.
Hum hum hum hum hum—
