Smiling Face was a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator who had cultivated Corpse Art. Now that he had been mocked as a "skinned frog," rage blazed in his heart. His movements became incredibly swift, and his strikes exceptionally vicious.
In the blink of an eye, he had closed in on Mo Hua and swiped a claw at his head.
A Golden Core Late Stage corpse claw was sharp beyond compare and possessed unmatched power. If that claw landed, Mo Hua's head would instantly change addresses.
A savage grin had already surfaced on Smiling Face's face.
Yet in the next instant, the figure before him vanished. When he reappeared, he was already thirty feet away.
Smiling Face frowned and, like a skinned frog, continued leaping after Mo Hua to kill him.
Yet with one claw strike, Mo Hua drifted away again like a butterfly.
Smiling Face seized at him again in furious rage, but the result was the same every time.
This "Black-Faced Fiend," wearing a Ghost Face, did not appear to move particularly fast. He simply drifted along leisurely.
But whenever the corpse claws were about to touch his body, he became like willow fluff stirred by the wind, like a fish brushed by flowing water, accelerating in an instant and floating away.
After grabbing at him more than ten times, Smiling Face had missed every strike. He could only watch helplessly as "Black-Faced Fiend" drifted before his eyes, utterly unable to do anything to him. He could not even touch a corner of his robes.
This Movement Technique had already surpassed his understanding.
Smiling Face stopped, his expression cold and severe, all smiles gone from his face.
These dozen exchanges of movement techniques had been perilous and mysterious. Elder Tian and Uncle Ping watched them with stunned expressions, finding