The Bald-Headed Tyrant

Jiang Yue's three defenses—the Cloud Shield Talisman, the Hundred Evils Immunity Halo, and the Armor Skill—were no trifling matter. Those three defenses alone were enough to stop the vast majority of attacks.

Even heavy firearms might not be able to break through them, so there was no way this man could cut through them with a single slash.

The greatest strength of the man's swordsmanship was its speed.

That alone was enough to let him kill most opponents in the blink of an eye.

But Jiang Yue was clearly not one of them.

When the man's slash missed, surprise flashed across his eyes. He was remarkably quick to react and had incredible control over his body. With a flip, he tried to retreat and evade.

At the same time as the man's blade came down, Jiang Yue turned his ring and activated Chaotic Space.

His intention was just as clear: he meant to use the spatial distortion to limit his opponent's speed.

Once the man's speed was restricted, his uncanny footwork would be useless.

As the man flipped away, he felt a strange disturbance in the space around him.

The air currents in the void rippled in irregular waves, forming a terrifying restraint around his body. In an instant, he felt his movements grow sluggish.

The man was indeed a ruthless character. In the space of a breath, he suddenly spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the long blade in his hand.

The blood essence landed on the blade as if it had fallen into a pile of sand, and was absorbed completely in an instant.

The long blade in his hand began to emanate an astonishing aura, as if a sleeping soul within it had been awakened.

The blade's astonishing aura glowed a strange blood-red, quickly spreading across