Whoosh!
The black sword swung down toward Wang Lu's head with a terrifying roar of wind, as if there was a mountain pressing down in front of him.
However, just as Wang Lu was surprised that this immortal dream land had unexpectedly ignored the foreplay and just went straight to the climax, he also found out that this frontal attack didn't seem to be formidable at all.
Although the sword momentum was amazing, it didn't contain any magical power. The striking speed was also slower than his reaction time, which meant that it was completely on the level of ordinary mortal.
Toward the sword strike from a mortal, Wang Lu didn't even need to use his Non-Phase Method to resist it. He just stayed put, letting the sword strike fell on his head. With a loud bang, the sword broke, not even leaving behind any sign.
