Luoshui.
Beneath the surface of the water.
Clang—
Clang—
Clang—
As three sharp sounds suddenly rang out in the water.
Liu Qingsong had also completely pulled a full zhang or so away from Jiang Ning.
Then he reached his right hand to his waist.
Swish—
A soft sword was instantly drawn from his waist.
With a flick of his wrist, the soft sword in his hand instantly snapped into a straight line.
Only at this moment did Liu Qingsong let out a long breath. Only then did he have the leisure to size up Jiang Ning.
At the same time.
Under the scouring of blood and qi in Jiang Ning's hand, his numb right arm finally returned to normal.
"So this is Martial Dao Rank 7?"
"What astonishing explosive power!"
He marveled inwardly, A mere iron bead could burst out with enough force to make my arm go numb. And this was still in the water, with the current easing the impact. If it were on land, it would definitely be even more terrifying!
Thinking of this, he felt even more that luring Liu Qingsong into the lake had been a wise move.
On land, if he faced a Martial Dao Rank 7 like this head-on, it would be fraught with deadly danger.
But in the water, things were different.
A mere Martial Dao Rank 7—so long as they were in the water, he would not lose.
Jiang Ning's heart was filled with confidence on this point.
Water Control Divine Power had given him confidence enough.
At this moment, Liu Qingsong first sized Jiang Ning up carefully, then swept a glance over the two corpses beside him.
Immediately, his eyes narrowed slightly, his face calm as still water.
But compared with the calm of his appearance, stormy waves were