"Nie Chen!?"
Shen Xiuhan narrowed his eyes, murderous intent rising in his heart!
This was the fiend who had killed Mei Shuangfeng's son, Jiang Luoyun, and harmed Wen Qingye's wife, Kong Zi!
He had never imagined he would run into this Old Devil here!
"Whew..."
Shen Xiuhan drew a deep breath and quietly crouched down, suppressing his aura completely as he hid behind the wild grass on the high slope.
Old Devil Nie is an Inner Astral Force expert. I'm no match for him. I'd better stay hidden here, watch what happens, and then decide.
Whoosh!
Below the high slope.
Nie Chen moved like a phantom, weaving through Wen Qingye and Lei Xiao's combined assault.
He was lame in one foot, his crippled body withered, yet every step was precise to a hair's breadth. He always slipped clear of their fierce attacks with not a moment to spare.
Yet despite his watertight defense, dark clouds still shrouded his gaunt face, without the slightest trace of joy.
Something's wrong!
A sharp gleam flickered in Nie Chen's aged eyes as he repeatedly scanned his surroundings.
They must have made preparations. If my guess is right, these people still have something up their sleeves. Unless I find a chance to escape, I'll likely meet my end here today!
As those thoughts flashed through his mind, the sword light overhead suddenly blazed!
Whizz!
An antique longsword slashed down from midair with a piercing shriek!
The sword light began as a white line, then spread in an instant into countless overlapping cascades of silvery white. It was truly as though the Milky Way had poured down from the highest heavens, its might terrifying!
Flying Waterfall Sword Essence!
"Thousand Waves Waterfall Sword: Heavenly River Pouring Down!"
Nie Chen's gaze sharpened. His withered right hand clenched