Jiang Fan's expression turned grim. He decisively retracted the Black Sword, then suddenly extended it, sending the Puppet flying.
"Long, longer, longest!" With three consecutive shouts, the metal Puppet was knocked flying each time.
The Nine Nether Demon Venerable was briefly stunned as he watched, and said, "Is that… how you're supposed to use a sword?"
Jiang Fan felt as if he had discovered a new continent.
Compared to slashing, this Evil Sword seemed more suited for stabbing.
Of course, that was only because the Puppets in front of him didn't have much Spiritual Wisdom and didn't know how to dodge, so he could skewer them with pinpoint accuracy.
If it were a normal Sage instead, actually managing to stab them would be a miracle.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh—
Suddenly, a dense series of air-tearing sounds came.
Jiang Fan looked up, and his scalp went numb.
