Weng!

The sword sliced across Lu Ming's slender neck, and then Li Luo's face changed.

The blade passed through without any resistance.

"An illusion?!" Li Luo felt a cold pang of fear as the Lu Ming before him faded away. 

“Wily woman.”

Boom!

A loud report of thunder exploded behind him, and lightning arced over his scalp from the hairpin-sword. Li Luo barely ducked in time, and he could smell the acridity of singed hair from the top of his head.

Lightning resonances had speedy attacks indeed.

On Li Luo's right side, a golden, octagonal shield had...