The icy voice, as if from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, made everyone's heart tremble. Upon seeing Shen Haoran, Lan Yansheng couldn't help but stumble backward in fear.
Shen Haoran glanced indifferently at the Lan Wei behind him, who were relentlessly attacking the sand wall. A glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and with a flicker, he vanished from his spot.
SWISH!
A scorching aura erupted among the Lan Wei. Han Xu could only see a black streak of light flashing relentlessly, followed by the heads of the guards being tossed into the air. In the blink of an eye, five of them had been slain. Black Flame then spread from their necks, incinerating their bodies.
Seeing this bizarre scene, even the well-trained Lan Wei couldn't help but panic. To be slain without even catching a glimpse of the enemy… 'What kind of power is this?!'
