The Supreme God of Martial Arts novel Chapter 725

Malick became more alert and careful once he realized that his fierce strike had no effect. It seemed to him now whoever was taking cover behind this thick fog was not to be looked down upon, so he had to be more vigilant.

As a respectable and experienced Master Realm cultivator, Malick could still vaguely locate the enemy despite his spiritual sense being restricted and he could barely use it.

The blade-light he had just unleashed was quick, sudden, and well-aimed. It was equivalent to a surprise attack, and the fact that the enemy could dodge it so easily meant that it was a formidable foe that had great skills and was not to be under-estimated.

However, since someone had reacted to his attack, it at least proved one thing. The weird city was not totally deserted. It seemed that some people were hiding in the shadow and playing tricks on them.

The mysterious things that were happening in the strange city had distressed Malick ever since he had set foot in the desolate town. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't figure things out. Now that clear enemies had come out and made some kind of interactions with him, he secretly felt relieved instead of fear.

Once his cultivation base had leveled up to the Master Realm, he had feared no one, since no one had really posed any threat to him in the Sunset Mountain. So he wasn't really scared of the enemies, although he still couldn't see them.

"You are still playing tricks with me, huh? How dare you challenge me like this? It seems that I must teach you a lesson, or else you will never learn!"

Malick warned, although there was no response this time. He sneered in his mind, wielded his saber and a slashing blade intent was created and released from within his body, bursting out into the air. Dozens of dazzling saber-lights carrying explosive strength shot out fast and formed a formidable net of sharp blades, which rushed overwhelmingly towards the square, in the direction of the enemy's voice.

The solid wall of greyish white fog was brought down instantly by his quick and forceful blade aura, which then cleared a limited space on the square. The space cleared looked like a typhoon eye being created and Malick could finally see the clear and bright sky behind the fog.

And at this point, a male figure appeared at the cleared corner of the square. Malick could tell that it was the silhouette of a middle-aged man. He was around forty years old and was plainly dressed.

Malick was surprised by the sudden appearance of the man while the middle-aged man had not expected that Malick would see him, either. He hadn't imagined that Malick's attack could be so powerful and aggressive, and a sign of alarm flickered over his face. Before Malick could even get to see the 'surprise intruder' or say or do anything, the middle-aged man turned his palm up, and a pitch-black little square flag appeared from the middle of his palm and he tossed it towards Malick.

Before the flag hit the ground, a cloud of dark fog flowed out of it. The fog swirled and surged forward while gradually turning into a large number of hideous demons that produced an ear-piercing scream once they completely took shape. They rushed over to the net of sharp blades made by Malick directly.