This scene did not seem to cause the figure in black robes any panic. Instead, his hand trembled slightly as if he was somewhat excited.
His hands, trembling, formed sword fingers; he did not retreat but stepped forward.
With one step forward, his aura was imposing, as if he was overlooking everyone arrogantly. He then pointed with his sword finger at the figure that first attacked his face.
The other person reacted quickly. Upon seeing the black-robed figure change, his advance halted instantly. He executed an empty palm, intending to envelop the sword finger of the black-robed figure, as if wanting to wrap his finger forcefully.
Humph.
A disdainful cold laugh issued from under the cloak of the black-robed figure. His finger twisted in the air, without a hint of stiffness.
As it rotated, his finger advanced forward a few inches, then accurately tapped between the man's wrist!
