Though her eyes had already seen the killer's neck within her grasp, her fingertips touched nothing but empty air. Had she missed?
Shen Tang was stunned.
Even though her Incarnation of Nothingness was far weaker than her true self, it could still handle ordinary mid- to high-level Martial Gall Warriors with ease. No matter how unusual the killer's methods were, the gap in their realms and combat experience remained.
And yet she had missed.
Little did she know, the killer was even more shocked than she was.
His Will of the Martial Artist had been born for assassination. He had just deceived his target without giving himself away, and struck at precisely the right moment. The target had only sensed danger because his Killing Intent had leaked! He'd had the absolute initiative and the advantage of a surprise attack; against most people, two or three moves would have been enough to send them to their graves. How many so-called experts had died in his hands without even knowing what happened? Yet this woman was an exception.
Not only had she been barefoot, she had stomped his signature move to pieces head-on, and even made his concealed true body feel as though its neck had gone cold!
He secretly steadied himself.
"Of course I'm the one who's come to take your life!"
His voice was strange, giving no clue to his sex or age.
In a blink, he turned into a wisp of eerie blue smoke, clinging close to the blind spot in Shen Tang's vision like a vengeful ghost. His moves were bizarre and unfathomable, his limbs able to twist into any terrifying shape, attacking from any inhuman angle that defied common sense.
"What kind of ghost are you?" Shen Tang could counter his moves, but she couldn't shake him