Swordbound Chronicles

Mr. Abror's Tavern - Part IV.

With the combined pure energy of the three masked experts, Mr. Abror was no longer as free to oppress the masked group leader as before. The silver sword and chain looked tense, clashing with each other's Qi energy, like two fighting celestial dragons.

Time passed about twenty breaths. However, it was not yet known who the winner was between them. The two groups stood in silence, exchanging pure air like two mountains staring at each other in silence.

The heads of Mr. Abror and the three masked men, billowing white smoke, could be seen as their faces began to turn red, like the setting sun turning red on the western horizon.

"Huh, three little mice, but they have so much lust. This master of yours will show no mercy to thieves like you," said Mr. Abror in a disdainful tone. He emptied his power, pure air flowing increasingly into the chain linked to the sword. He increased the power of pure air to ninety parts, like a rushing waterfall.

Tring! The silver chain twisted tighter and tigh