The moment the white-robed woman's wide sleeves fell, he saw the shimmering surface of the entire Li River seem to solidify into Sword Qi, which then rained down from all directions.
It was intent!
Sword Intent!
"Wait!"
Xu Yunfan couldn't help but roar, but before the word left his mouth, the frost pattern drawn by the woman's joined fingers had already frozen the air.
The hair on Xu Yunfan's neck stood on end. Muscle memory honed from years of slaughter on the battlefield made him instinctively lean back.
Three veins bulged on his bronze neck as the state of Golden Skin and Jade Veins flared to life. His body contorted with the power of Rigid Ribs and Sinewy Muscles, his formidable chest straining his clothes to the bursting point. Yet, he was still no match for the speed of that cold gleam, a light that seemed capable of piercing a mountain.
SHHNK!
The ring of the sword followed a half-breath later.
