Regardless of the reason, the fact was that he could not dodge that fierce sword strike.
In the nick of time, Li Muhhan felt his wrist tighten abruptly, as if some force were dragging him backward.
He stumbled and fell to the ground involuntarily, and almost at the same time, the sword grazed past the very tip of his nose. The rush of cold air sent a shiver through him.
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