Ao Jiashuo remained nailed to the spot from head to toe, not moving an inch. With a single wave of his sword, a streak of sword light hurtled straight toward Yu Zhuo.
Looking at Yu Zhuo, his body shifted back and forth and side to side, dodging nimbly. He appeared to be entirely on the defensive, yet he was actually being suppressed, completely lacking any opportunity to counterattack from start to finish.
Chen Zhezhe watched with great delight. Who knew a sword could be used like this?
Chapter 463