"Roar~~~~" Another roar rang out as the giant Biochemical Wolf pounced before Lin Taichu, then raised its paw and swiped at his neck.
Lin Taichu raised his sword to block, locking into a stalemate with the Biochemical Wolf.
Just then, a sharp sword light suddenly struck from the side. Lin Taichu turned and saw a young man clad in a black robe and wearing a black hood, with only a pair of eyes flickering with eerie, icy gleams exposed.
"Clang—" The man's sword slashed against Lin Taichu's Chixiao Sword, sending sparks flying everywhere.
Riding the force of his strike, the man closed in on Lin Taichu. The longsword in his hand darted like a venomous snake's tongue, every move as swift as lightning.
This was a formidable opponent. Lin Taichu's expression turned grave as he dodged and occasionally struck back with several slashes. However, his opponent's swordsmanship was exceptionally superb, and he had cultivated martial techniques as well. Whenever Lin Taichu's sword was about to touch him, he easily deflected it.
Lin Taichu could not help sighing inwardly. This guy is really formidable.
Suddenly, Lin Taichu's pupils contracted. The man had somehow circled behind him and struck his back with a palm. Lin Taichu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground.
Only then did Lin Taichu get a clear look at the Masked Man's face. He was handsome and dashing, but his eyes were icy, making people afraid to approach him.
"Y-You... who exactly are you?!" Lin Taichu panted heavily, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked coldly.
This person felt familiar to him, as though he had seen him before. Moreover, he knew that this man was a disciple of the Netherworld Sect.
"A dead man doesn't need to know