"Don't think I won't dare to kill you. Even my disciple dares to kill you. If I kill you, no one will say anything!" Bu Guzi said confidently.
Lin Chuan was startled; Bu Guzi truly had murderous intent toward him.
Lin Chuan was puzzled, wondering why sometimes his life was precious and other times worthless, controlled by anyone.
Despite his frustration, Lin Chuan did not stop his movements. The short blade of his Blue Amber couldn't handle the flying sword, so he transformed Blue Amber back into a broadsword. Only in this form did he feel grand. The distance between them was too far for a dagger to be a good choice.
This time, Lin Chuan noticed his synthesized broadsword was somewhat different from before, more solid, with a metallic sheen, though still dim. It was sturdier than before.
Elated, Lin Chuan swung his broadsword fiercely at Bu Guzi, channeling a gust of wind, all his spirit and True Qi. Even if it couldn't injure Bu Guzi, it could at least force him back.
