Chapter 60 - White Robes in the Rainy Alley
Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating a lone figure in white robes, sword in hand. In an instant, hundreds of soldiers charged toward Li Guanqi.
He let out a quiet sigh, tightened his grip on his sword, and charged. In the dim alley, the gleam of his blade wove a continuous arc of silver light.
Li Guanqi closed in on Tang Chongqing at lightning speed. Blood splattered around him as light flickered off his sword.
Every strike of his blade was precise and ruthless. Limbs were severed and bodies torn apart, mixing with the pouring rain. Li Guanqi moved like the wind—swift and unstoppable.
Amidst the relentless rain, he was a razor’s edge, cutting through every defense in his path. Then, just as he drew within five zhang of his target, Tang Chongqing’s eyes flashed with a cold light.
Sensing danger, Li Guanqi leaped into the air.
The stone pavement beneath him exploded as two binding talismans shot up from below.
Clang!
A sharp cry of a sword rang out as a flying sword streaked toward him.
Just before the blade pierced his face, Li Guanqi twisted his sword in a reverse grip and deflected it. He used the force to propel himself another ten feet into the air.
Tang Chongqing smirked coldly and waved his hand. The swords of the surrounding soldiers suddenly flew into the air as if controlled by an invisible force.