At that moment.
Whine—
A whine of a dragon's roar abruptly resounded, and a streak of white blade light flashed into view within the dimly lit sunken ship.
"You..." Shi Xiaoyuan's originally sneering face suddenly turned to shock.
At that moment, his right leg stamped down fiercely, digging deep into the soft silt beneath him.
His body, which had been moving forward, abruptly came to a halt, executing a dynamic to static transition. Then, with his right leg still deeply buried in the silt and exerting force, his leaning body also began to tilt backward.
But Jiang Ning's knife was incredibly fast.
Even underwater, despite the layers of water resistance, the horizontal slash was still extraordinarily swift, quick as a startled swan.
This strike had long been held back by Jiang Ning,
now unleashed, aiming to take Shi Xiaoyuan's life in one blow.
Should this strike land, Shi Xiaoyuan would be dead on the spot.
The next moment.
Sss—
The knife pierced flesh.
