Rising swiftly into the air.
A sword stabbed into the mud below and let out a crisp ring, the reaction force not only propelled him upward but also carried Lu Luo along; the scene somewhat startled the woman, yet she quickly realized what lay beneath the mud.
A foot clad in gleaming golden light broke through the soil!
"Seeking death!"
Although Lu Luo was slightly slower to react, she still possessed some skill; her weapon was already drawn as she whipped it forward, the Crescent Moon Needle striking immediately, but unlike the previous sharp sound, this strike emitted a somewhat muffled noise.
The foot that kicked out was slightly deformed, and although it did not break through the defenses, his pupils still constricted. He sharply noticed the weak point of this Golden Arhat; the extent of the Arhat's golden body seemed limited.
