To him, as the elder of this tribe and with strength surpassing Liu Hun, not being able to deal with Liu Hun would surely bring ridicule from everyone in the future. Such an outcome was clearly what the grey-robed old man didn't want to see, so today he must prove his power through Liu Hun's death.
"Clang clang clang!" Crisp sounds kept erupting in the air incessantly, leaving only a field of afterimages of the two figures. Those with slightly weaker skills could not even discern the shadows of the two.
About a minute later, Liu Hun noticed the grey-robed old man taking advantage of his inattentiveness, thrusting a sword towards his chest. If that sword were to land on him, he feared he wouldn't escape unscathed.
During the recent battle, Liu Hun had been in a passive defense, not truly fighting to the death, as he still held some hope in his heart. After all, if it really came to a deadly confrontation, today's matter might be completely thwarted.
