As he moved, the Thunderstruck Blood Peach Sword slipped from Luo Bin's right hand. Holding the talisman in his left, he formed a hand seal. The instant the hand-seal art took shape, his fingers twisted into a strange position, catching the sword just in time before slashing it out!
Striking with the talisman and slashing with the sword became a single fluid move-something that should have been impossible, yet he had pulled it off!
A bloody gash suddenly appeared across Qin Weizi's chest!
The sheer force sent Qin Weizi flying!
A thunderous crash rang out as the coffin exploded!
Another impact followed as Qin Weizi smashed through a tree, then slammed into the well rim in the courtyard!
The wound went deep enough to expose bone!
Even part of his abdomen had been sliced open, revealing the organs inside!
"Mao Zhan!"
Qin Weizi's eyes bulged as he roared!
"Weren't you dead?!"
"Your soul was scattered!"
His roar carried an even fiercer rage, the hysteria of someone who had been deceived, mixed with another emotion-as though the person whose secret he had stolen had caught him red-handed, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on!
Luo Bin shakily loosened his grip, panting heavily.
He could no longer hold the sword, and it fell.
His heart pounded wildly.
That was it? It worked?
He had intended to use the talisman as a consumable, never expecting that sudden enlightenment would let him execute this move as well.
It had done enough damage.
Not just physical damage, either-it seemed to have shattered Qin Weizi's composure!
Who was Mao Zhan?
What was his relationship with Mao Yousan?
Why did he affect Qin Weizi so deeply?
"My master is Mao Yousan!"
Luo Bin spoke hoarsely, his eyes growing colder!
*If Mao Zhan could affect Qin