"Thanks!" Seeing Jian Wushuang step in, Shen Haoran gave him a small nod. He could have deflected the Black Jade Death Warrior's attack on his own, but since Jian Wushuang had already acted, it was only right to acknowledge the gesture.
"Be careful. This thing isn't easy to deal with," Jian Wushuang said grimly, standing beside Shen Haoran.
"I know," Shen Haoran said softly, rubbing his still-numb arm. Though the Black Jade Death Warrior was only one Level higher than a Diamond Death Warrior, their strength was on two completely different planes. It was like comparing a grown man to a three-year-old child. 'If my physique wasn't so strong, that last punch would have been enough to seriously injure me!'
"ROAR!"
Seeing its attack deflected by Jian Wushuang, the Black Jade Death Warrior let out an angry roar. It made a grasping motion toward the jet-black longsword embedded deep in the wall, and the blade immediately flew back into its hand.
