As he spoke, a chill flashed through Xiao Hua's eyes. He had seen it clearly just now: the instant his body shifted slightly, all the radiance within ten zhang of him behaved exactly as before. Then, several zhang above his head, a nearly imperceptible golden thread abruptly froze in place!!!
It really is an invisible sword!! And it was actually inching forward so slowly from beyond ten zhang away! Xiao Hua marveled inwardly. Qin Jian is an Illusion Sword Swordsman, yet he is this guarded against me. That only means he is a deeply scheming man. Hehe, of course, if I weren't so famous, he would not be this cautious!
Still, this is strange! I was clearly hit by Spirit Binding Juice, and my magical power has been greatly depleted. Why didn't he simply attack me head-on? Why use such a sinister method and operate in the shadows? Isn't that giving me time to catch my breath?
Xiao Hua truly could not understand it. Unfortunately, he did not know that anyone accustomed to playing schemes treated schemes as everything. Qin Jian had made his name in the Great Sword Dao Battle by laying ambushes and intercepting cultivators, and he was proud of it. It could not be said that he had made hidden tricks his only means, but whenever he acted, the first thing he thought of was certainly how to set an ambush! It had already become a habit!
Moreover, Xiao Hua's reputation was truly resounding among sword cultivators. Ling Yunwu, Yu Ming, Zhong Haoxuan, and the others might not have matched Qin Jian, but they were still Illusion Sword Swordsmen of roughly the same caliber. Qin Jian remained quite wary of Xiao Hua. Besides, Xiao Hua had single-handedly rescued nearly seven thousand cultivators and forcibly opened up the