Millionaire Son in Law Chapter 6721 Jin Wuhao is dead
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- An intense confrontation is meticulously observed by onlookers.
- A powerful opponent’s true strength and tactics are discussed.
- A masterful defense neutralizes relentless attacks with apparent ease.
Jiang Xuelan berdiri di sampingnya, mata birunya yang sedingin es sama seriusnya.
Tangannya mencengkeram erat lengan baju David, ujung jarinya sedikit memutih karena kekuatan cengkeraman tersebut.
His gaze shifted back and forth between Jin Wuhao and Zi’er. Setiap kali cahaya pedang Jin Wuhao mendekati titik vital Zi’er, napasnya tiba-tiba tertahan di tenggorokannya.
He would only heave a sigh of relief every time Zi’er deftly neutralized an attack.
“Miss Zi’er”
Suara Jiang Xuelan sangat lembut, seolah takut mengganggu keseimbangan medan perang, “Seberapa kuat dia sebenarnya?”
“I don’t know.” Suara David sama lembutnya, tatapannya tak pernah lepas dari medan perang, “tapi Jin Wuhao bukan tandingan baginya.”
“Then why didn’t he just kill him?” Jiang Xuelan asked.
“He’s waiting.”
Suara David mengandung sedikit kedalaman, “Dia menunggu Jin Wuhao mengungkapkan kelemahan sebenarnya. Dan”
He was silent for a moment, then added, “He is also testing Jin Wuhao’s trump card. The opponent of a Great Luo Golden Immortal can’t possibly only have this much ability.”
Indeed, even though Jin Wuhao’s attacks were powerful, he was unable to penetrate Zi’er’s defenses.
Every sword attack he launched was blocked precisely, and every thrust was calmly neutralized.
Zi’er’s figure penetrated the sword light, like the wind that was difficult to catch. No matter how hard Jin Wuhao tried, he couldn’t grasp its true trajectory.
Three steps, five steps, ten steps
Jin Wuhao’s attacks grew fiercer, each sword slash carrying greater and greater power. The golden holy sword in his hand was like a roaring dragon, constantly clashing with Zi’er’s purple long sword.
Namun pertahanan Zi’er bagaikan tembok yang tak tertembus, mustahil untuk ditembus apa pun yang terjadi.
Her footsteps traversed the battlefield as if she was dancing to a regular rhythm, each step landing precisely in the gaps between Jin Wuhao’s attacks, and from the start until now, the hem of her clothes had never been touched.
Fifth move: Jin Wuhao’s sword slashes from above with incredible power. Zi’er dodged to the side, the blade brushing her hair as it hit the ground, leaving a deep, bottomless ditch and sending rock fragments flying.
On the seventh move, Jin Wuhao’s sword slashed horizontally from the left, the golden sword light forming a crescent-shaped arc. Zi’er jumped lightly, the sword light passing under her feet, splitting the huge rock tens of feet behind her in half, the split surface was as smooth as a mirror.