Chapter 162: Cease Contact, Crisis is Imminent!_1

A gust of wind blew past.

The corners of the black suit fluttered, hair gently swaying.

This moment seemed to freeze forever!

A suit worn with ease, fully revealing the essence of a man!

A long knife, fluid in attack and retreat, all reflecting the spirit of a true warrior!

With the blood dripping from his brows onto the ground, Jiang Chuan's body trembled. If the knife had gone a few millimeters deeper… At that thought, his pupils quivered, even his hands shook slightly.

Defeated!

It wasn't just defeat!

If this had been a battlefield, he would have already been dead.

Watching his broken weapon fall to the ground, seeing the red blood blur his vision, Jiang Chuan slowly lifted his head and suddenly saw… the Black Gold Long Knife trembling, seeming eager to split him in two, just like the stick.

At this moment!

Jiang Chuan felt an unprecedented fear, a shiver that came from the depths of his soul.

And Jiang Chuan had a feeling: