was also an artifact, it was insignificant compared to Shen Xiang’s mighty and domineering greatsword.Shen Xiang stomped his foot, using the force from under him to charge at the old man. The ground...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.bodies; they had wounds all over them. Perhaps they were injured.Behind the middle-aged man, there were three disciples from Thunder Heaven Sect. The blood on their swords indicated that they had pier...