331 Eight-Doors Golden Lock Formation

"Wind!"

A black flash shot out towards Luo Puti, powerful and unstoppable.

*Klang!*

*Klang!*

*Klang!*

The swords that were aimed for Luo Puti's back were repelled; and the blades that had been closer to her were broken in two by Chen Xiaobei.

"Nice one, saber!"

Luo quickly showered her attention on the black saber that just saved her life.

"What about me? I think the guy that used the saber to save your life is a nice guy too!" Chen grinned and gave her a wink.

"Well. It is a nice saber, there's no doubt about that! Its sharpness could very well be on par with the Nine Swords of Domination! It is such a shame that an asshole like you wields it!" Luo retorted, glaring at him.

She was prepared to thank him, but he had to ruin everything by giving her that wink. Unable to tolerate that ego of his, and simply decided to skip showing any gratitude.