SHLICK!
The long saber plunged into his body, and Zhou Fan's frame stiffened slightly!
But it was only for an instant. Zhou Fan looked down at the blade, which had missed its mark by a fraction of an inch. His left hand shot up and grabbed the saber's blade. When he raised his head, a bloodthirsty, savage grin played on his lips. Before his attacker's disbelieving eyes, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them!
He gripped the blade tightly, preventing his opponent from pulling it out!
"I've been waiting for this exact moment!"
As the words fell, Zhou Fan raised the Li Hen Sword in his hand once more. Mustering all his strength, he swung it horizontally from right to left!
Seeing this, his opponent abandoned his saber, hastily letting go and retreating!
However, he was a fraction of a second too slow. The tip of the sword sliced across his chest, leaving a long gash that ran from one side to the other, so deep that bone was visible!
