C138 Premeditation

"Phew!"

With a gust of wind, Zhu Mu slashed his blade backwards. The mysterious man covered in black cloth had already arrived behind him.

"Bang!"

"Rip ~ ~!"

Facing Zhu Mu's blade, the man in black actually raised both of his hands to receive it. An ear-piercing sound rang out as Zhu Mu's blade cut across the mysterious man's palm, bringing about a burst of sparks.

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