In the midst of life and death, Lu Xuanji burst forth, shifting his position. The neck that was meant to be cut off was forcibly avoided;
But his right arm was severed on the spot.
Plop!
It fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
Intense pain surged, Lu Xuanji groaned, flashing to ten steps away.
The suppression of the anomaly was strongest within ten steps.
Beyond ten steps, the suppression still existed but was much weaker.
"Is this my Human Tribulation, such weak combat power!"
"Swordsmanship, a complete mess, all show and no substance!"
"Poor timing in battle, terrible at seizing opportunities!"
"Could it have grown in a greenhouse, like a delicate flower?"
"With such little ability, it dares to become my Human Tribulation, it feels like Heaven is deliberately going easy on me!"
