"Hmph! I was going to thank you for the warning and spare your life, but you didn't know how to cherish it!"
After seeing Little Dezzi's actions, Tanaka sneered instead.
He drew a katana from his back, then burst forward and appeared at Little Dezzi's side in the next instant.
A cold flash slashed down.
Though his words were mocking, he showed no hesitation when attacking. His very first move was a full-force killing strike.
Yet Little Dezzi avoided the blade light like drifting willow fluff and began circling around Tanaka.
He did not appear to be at a disadvantage.
Even Tanaka, who had launched the attack, could not help feeling a flicker of surprise.
He himself was not under much restraint either, and he made his living through skill.
In the Song Liao War, he could already be considered a first-rate expert.
His slaughter of two sects earlier was enough to demonstrate his ability.
Yet who would have thought that some random young man he encountered here could actually block his assault? It was truly unexpected.
But...
Tanaka's expression twisted, excitement appearing on his face instead.
For the space, the more one gave, the more one could gain. That was the Iron Law!
Defeating such a powerful foe and seizing the Heir of Dali—those would be his rewards this time!
"Die!"
The katana in Tanaka's hand suddenly shifted into a tricky angle, then seemed to become three phantoms that slashed at Little Dezzi from three different directions.
Both Little Dezzi and Old Man Yue's expressions changed.
What a powerful move!
Especially Little Dezzi, who was facing the strike directly. Even his willow-fluff-like movement technique could no longer hold, and he hurriedly retreated.
Yet even so, three terrifying wounds and savage bloodstains appeared across his body.
"Trying to run? Too