C32 I Won't Die or You will Die Fine

Cold sweat trickled down Diwu Gudu's forehead. He didn't dare to move his eyes away from the attack. He moved again, and his body twisted like a fragile skeleton, dodging the attack once more.

At this moment, it seemed like the only thing left in Diwu Gudu's world was this curved blade. He kept estimating the trajectory of the curved blade in his mind, and calculating how he could dodge it