"Clang!"
The blade tilted, a hand struck out, hitting the hilt. The slanting long knife swept with a sharp cold glint, grazed Hou Sailai's cheek.
"Swish!"
A blood mark appeared on Hou Sailai's cheek, a few drops of fresh blood streamed down.
"Tap..."
His foot lightly touched the ground, Hao Jian quickly retreated, his gaze indifferent, unmoved by landing this strike, as his figure swiftly shifted.
"Thud!"
A long spear had somehow already reached behind him. As he departed, the spear tip burst forth, directly piercing into a nearby railing.
Hou Sailai's expression turned cold, he snorted, his hand gripping the long spear tightened suddenly, then with a shock, shattered the iron railing and retrieved the spear.
With a swift sweep, the Roaming Dragon emerged from the sea, thrusting at the horizontally moving Hao Jian.
"Clang!"
