These were four masked swordsmen in green robes, all at the Nascent Soul Realm. Each wielded a sharp blade wrapped in gray gauze, as thin as a cicada's wing, to conceal the glaring sword light. They were chasing in Ah Mao's direction, but never imagined that in the instant their flight passed above Li Fan, their shadows fell upon the ground—and were caught by Li Fan's shadow—instantly pulling them out of their escape technique!
It was like insects fluttering through the air only to crash into a spider's web. The four swordsmen dropped to the ground, and for a moment, all of them were completely immobilized. Not a single one of them could even turn their head to see who was behind them. They couldn't comprehend what sort of Daoist technique had ensnared them.
