The joy that had just bloomed in Peng Li's heart instantly vanished.
'There's a fourth person here!'
The moment Luo Anning appeared, Peng Li lost all will to fight.
With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed his Wind-Breaking Sword Momentum with all his might, creating a dozen sword images as he shot backward.
The instant he launched himself into the air, the tendons in Peng Li's body tightened. With a burst of tendon-quenching power, he forcefully shattered his own thin, narrow sword, sending countless shards flying at Su Mu.
Peng Li was fast, but a searing flash of light from a saber was faster.
As the light of the saber slashed across his waist, the blade hummed like muffled thunder.
"You…"
Peng Li's gaunt face twisted in despair.
The fragments of the shattered sword struck Su Mu, tearing his clothes with the clang of metal on metal.
