Mu Rufeng heard this, and a faint smile appeared on his face: "I think it's better for you to strike first, otherwise, you won't have the chance."
"Rest assured, I will play with you properly."
"Haha~~!" Jiao Ze heard this and burst into laughter.
"Toy with this king? Haha, you really are making me laugh to death. Since you've made this request, I will indulge you."
As Jiao Ze's words fell, his figure moved and instantly appeared in front of Mu Rufeng.
This is not Instantaneous Movement, but rather, displaying terrifying speed entirely relying on a powerful flesh body.
A cold gleam from Mu Rufeng's right wrist, it seemed he was preparing to first sever the right arm holding the saber.
In the eyes of those watching, this speed was extremely fast, so fast they couldn't perceive it with the naked eye.
However, in Mu Rufeng's eyes, he slightly shook his head, because it was too slow, slow enough that Mu Rufeng was like watching a certain fantasy film in slow motion.
