"You!"
Xu Fan's intention was exceptionally simple; he wanted Adal's life.
Adal, having been threatened countless times with his life at stake, had never been afraid.
After all, those people were all refined into living corpses, eternally at his disposal!
But this time, Adal discovered that a terrifying unrest was spreading from his heart.
He... he panicked, for the first time.
"Kid, don't think that just because you have some skill in swordsmanship, you are extraordinary."
Watching Xu Fan's figure getting closer, Adal instinctively retreated.
His skills in martial arts were not deep; his life's energy had been spent on crafting stronger living corpses...
If it came to physical combat, he didn't believe he could endure many rounds under Xu Fan's sword edge.
Cold sweat dripped down his forehead in large swathes as Adal retreated, his eyes not daring to leave Xu Fan, not even for a moment!
He feared that a momentary lapse would bring about his death!
