Ling Youwei's face darkened: "So it seems you're determined to meddle in this affair?"
Tangyu chuckled coldly: "It may be an affair to you, but to me, it's a noble act of drawing my sword to aid those in need. So, what do you think?"
"Hmph, if that's the case, let me witness your skills then." Ling Youwei snorted angrily and charged directly at Tangyu.
With a swift move, he was like a predatory hawk, fierce and unstoppable. A sword strike came at Tangyu like the sun and moon shuttling, exuding a terrifying sharpness, reaching Tangyu in just an instant.
This strike was not only fast but its momentum was overwhelming, akin to a giant wave crashing towards a small boat, aiming to engulf and obliterate it.
Ling Youwei was indeed a master at the First Layer of the Mystic Law Realm, and when he attacked in anger, it was naturally quite formidable.
