The Black-Robed Person moved with startling speed. I barely dodged his fierce attack, the wind of his blade brushing against my cheek and leaving a thin, bloody scratch.
"Lier!" Qu Chen cried out, thrusting his sword at the Black-Robed Person. His swordsmanship was fierce and his sword Qi like a rainbow, yet it still failed to inflict the slightest scratch on the Black-Robed Person. Moving like a ghost, the Black-Robed Person effortlessly evaded Qu Chen's strike and countered with a palm strike straight to his chest.
"Puh—"
Chapter 120