Formless Combat Arts: Sword Trial!
Le Yu was ruthless and sparing with words. He immediately bent forward and lowered his waist, stepped out with his right leg, and slashed with his sword!
Bang, bang!
Two gunshots rang out, followed by the sound of steel colliding. Bai Yu's bullets had all struck the Bandaged Assassin's helmet. Since even a waist-level slash couldn't kill him, attacking anywhere else was pointless. He simply aimed at the head and fired wildly!
Clang!
The Soul-Cleansing Demonic Sword halted in midair. Le Yu's swordsmanship was ultimately nothing special (he had never practiced it at all). He was merely relying on the swordsmanship Qin Leyin had practiced in his youth. On top of that, there wasn't even any light, so it couldn't stir up the slightest ripple of a light-explosion shockwave. Yet the Bandaged Assassin had actually caught the blade with his bare hand!
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—
He pressed down hard, and his five fingers burned straight through the sword!
"The Soul-Cleansing Demonic Sword? That's it? The sword sheath? That's it? How truly hilarious!"
While provoking him, the Bandaged Assassin suddenly pulled back with his right hand. His left hand lunged forth in a Black Nether pounce, leaving Le Yu no choice but to abandon his sword and dodge.
Smack!
He flung his arm with all his strength, sending the Soul-Cleansing Demonic Sword flying toward the ceiling. With a roar, he charged at Le Yu and tore into him with his teeth. The darkness seemed to surge, and a mental storm resembling a mountain of corpses and sea of blood came crashing toward him!
Even Bai Yu's two shots had failed to slow his momentum in the slightest!
Biting Combat Arts: Cosmic Chant Wild Bite!
Le Yu drew a circle with his left hand and grabbed toward