Breath of Death

"Bang!"

Enormous strength passed along. Xue Bugui could not hold on to the long sword in his hand. He witnessed his long sword being knocked away and was frightened by Lu Li’s saber which was cutting at him. Xue Bugui hurried to retreat and twisted toward the back in an exaggerated way. In the meantime, he kicked at Lu Li’s hand with one leg.

"Rip…"

Even so, Lu Li still cut a deep wound stretching from Xue Bugui’s chest to his abdomen. Lu Li was too fast. If it were not for the fact Xue Bugui was quite good at Body Arts Xuan Skill, he would have been cut open.

"Ah—"

Xue Bugui gave out a miserable cry and rolled around on the ground. He had soft armor to protect his body, but he took them off. Otherwise, Lu Li’s move wouldn’t be able to harm him in the slightest.

Xue Bugui rolled around and got up. Looking at the deep cut on his belly, he saw blood spilling out. His eyes were filled with rage, pain, and profound terror.