Feng Nü's little mouth fell wide open. Instinctively, she tried to dodge, but her body seemed frozen by the other party's killing intent. She had no time to react before that glint of cold steel was already before her eyes.
It's over! Her mind went blank. She did not believe the man beside her would save her. After all, she knew he was not the real Water Moon Great Sect Master; having someone else kill her would conveniently solve everything for him.
She simply shut her eyes. Yet the agonizing pain she had imagined never came. Instead, she felt herself being pulled behind him. When she curiously opened her eyes, she found him standing before her like a towering mountain, his other hand wielding the Water Moon Saber as it collided with that cold glint more than a dozen times in an instant.
Just now, all she had seen was a blinding expanse of white. Only now did she get a chance to see the attacker clearly. A figure entirely wrapped in black wielded a slender, elongated sword, attacking like a raging storm.
As a ninja, she had carried out quite a few assassination missions herself. Yet compared with this person, all her past assignments were not worth mentioning. His swordsmanship was truly terrifying. It might not have been the most exquisite swordsmanship, but every move was made to kill.
Yet even such terrifying swordsmanship had been blocked by the man before her. Watching him wield the Water Moon Saber, Feng Nü suddenly had the illusion that the person before her was her master.
After a burst of rapid, piercing clashes between blade and sword, the black shadow leaped more than ten feet away and gave Song Qingshu a deep look. "Today is only a warning. Don't set your sights