Hui Mian thought he was already running fast enough, but barely a breath after taking flight with Wind Control, he suddenly felt a chill behind him. An edge of peerless sharpness seemed about to tear through his fur.
His heart lurched, and Hui Mian forced his body sharply downward.
"Humm!"
A streak of cold light flashed through the spot he had just occupied, making Hui Mian's fur stand on end again. Looking back, he saw that the Immortal Cultivator had already caught up on his sword.
The man's body merged with the glasslike sword light, as though he himself were a sharp blade. His hand formed a Sword Formula, while a streak of light swept through a wide arc ahead and turned back toward him.
What a formidable sword!
Although they had briefly clashed on the Wang Household's rooftop, only now did Hui Mian truly understand: this was a genuine Sword Immortal!
The sword cultivator behind him wore an equally grave expression. The strike he had unleashed while flying concealed within his sword had actually been dodged by the monster, leaving it entirely unscathed. Clearly, its Divine Sense and Spiritual Intuition were astonishingly powerful and keen.
Even so, a demon is a demon. How could it rival my Immortal Dao swordsmanship?
The sword cultivator's gaze sharpened further. The immortal sword that had curved through the sky seemed to vanish on the spot, and at that very moment, warning surged through Hui Mian's heart.
Humm!
The sword light seemed to teleport. In a moment when time all but stood still, it approached Hui Mian's throat from below, poised to pierce his head in the very next instant.
In that instant, the demonic aura around Hui Mian swelled. His feline body seemed to grow a third larger, and a paw that had