There are many master fighters on the island in the lake, all cultivated by Hua Xiangrong over the years.
For so many years, no one dared to step onto the island in the lake without Hua Xiangrong's permission.
But now, someone has quietly trespassed onto the island and even killed someone.
"Who are you!" Lin Che stared at Chu Huai Nan, who was dressed in black night attire and had a masked face, and asked in a deep voice.
Chu Huai Nan did not answer, shifted forward, and slashed toward Lin Che with his dual blades.
Lin Che was shocked, realizing with horror that the opponent's cultivation level was no weaker, if not stronger, than his own.
All he could do was retreat with difficulty.
But Chu Huai Nan knew that this was Hua Xiangrong's territory and shouldn't linger in battle, so every move was a lethal one.
Swish, swish, swish!
In just a few encounters, Chu Huai Nan's blades had already left several scars on Lin Che.
The sounds of the fight attracted many people.
