Dodging was too late; Jiang Liu could only hastily construct a layer of Vajra Mantra defense for himself, then watched helplessly as the oncoming sword slashed towards him.
A pain shot through his body, and Jiang Liu could feel his health bar immediately drop a bit. Looking towards his attacker, he saw a human cultivator hovering mid-air, a young man about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
A flying sword, under his control, moved with a life-like agility.
"Eh? You—you're from the Human Clan!?" Looking at Jiang Liu, the man who had attacked him wore a face of astonishment, exclaiming in surprise.
