Zuo Xiaoduo's fists fell like rain as he did everything he could to intercept each strike. Unfortunately, catching one meant missing ten thousand. With a loud cry, he took a slash from the incoming Sword Qi across his shoulder, followed by another across his thigh, blood pouring out.
Cries of alarm rose from the crowd.
But just then, Zuo Xiaoduo seemed to lose his temper. With a furious roar, he suddenly changed his footwork, faint pinpoints of starlight flickering beneath his feet, then forcibly broke through the net of sword strikes and charged straight ahead.
At that moment, Gao Yan'er was thrusting her sword toward Zuo Xiaoduo's throat.
The distance between them had already closed, leaving no room to dodge.
Many people sharply drew in a breath, holding it as they stared at the fight. Quite a few others anticipated the outcome and simply shut their eyes, unable to bear watching.
Zuo Xiaoduo was in danger!
Both attacks were already committed. Gao Yan'er's sword had his throat locked in its sights, brimming with killing intent. Although Zuo Xiaoduo had bravely broken through the sword net and gained room to attack, his reach, power, and target were all inferior to hers. How could he turn things around?
Yet just then, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly stopped short and made an extremely bold and bizarre move: he abruptly tilted his head, then snapped it sideways!
This change not only let him evade the sword aimed at his throat, but also allowed him to clamp the incoming blade firmly between his shoulder and head. At the same time, his right fist came howling like thunder, smashing into Gao Yan'er's lovely head with tremendous force!
Bang!
Blood sprayed, and brains burst!
Zuo Xiaoduo swiftly retreated, a sword falling from his neck to the ground with a