C1279 A Divine Weapon Longsword

"Ah!"

Chu Sheng's face twisted into a snarl as he gripped his longsword with a vice-like hold.

"Whoosh!"

The black beam of light, deceptively slow in appearance, was actually lightning-fast, reaching Chu Sheng in a mere blink of an eye.

With eyes bulging, Chu Sheng summoned the quickest reflexes he'd ever mustered, positioning the longsword before his chest