Wu Zitong's body movement was particularly fast and turned into a afterimage in the air.

But there is another thing that is faster than his body movements, which is the long sword in Fang Yuan’s hand!

The soul-chasing sword comes out, and one sword chases the soul!

Fang Yuan took a sword, bypassed Wu Zitong's defense and penetrated from under his ribs.

This is the biggest flaw in Wu Zi's body technique, and it is his blind spot!

"You...you..."

Wu Zitong's teeth kept trembling. He pointed his finger at Fang Yuan's nose, his eyes full of disbelief.

Fang Yuan drew the heavy sword back with a cold look on his face, and blood gushed out like a fountain of blood.

Plop!

Wu Zitong fell to the ground like a dead fish, all his strength was drained away.
Chapter completed!