“Faceless Hero? Haha, right, right. *Cough* *Cough*”
The burly man coughed up blood once again, and he could feel his life slipping away.
With death so close, the burly man wanted to know one thing. Looking up at Xi Shen in his mask, he wondered what this person look like as he said, “Let me know one thing, that Daoist Magic you use to conjure those Sword Qi with your Soul Sense, have you really been using it to its full limit?”
The burly man was no fool, after seeing Xi Shen’s physical strength, he could sense that this masked man had willingly allowed him to get close to him. He refused to believe that a person that specialized in long range wouldn’t have some methods up their sleeve to avoid close-quarters combat, even if this masked man had great physical strength, even he could see the strain it placed on him when he used it.