C88 The Dao of Formation(1)

Under the suppression of the formation, Woo Zhengyang's sword speed was very slow, but the speed of the sword light wasn't affected by the formation.

In an instant, the sword light had already flown to the spot between Gongyang Qiusheng's brows.

Gongyang Qiusheng turned pale with fright and hurriedly dodged. The sword light flew past one side of his forehead and cut off a lock of his hair