"Sword Intent!"
Chen Hei Feng looked at Cang Nanyue, his expression changing dramatically in an instant.
He never imagined the woman before him, barely in her twenties, could comprehend Sword Intent.
Cang Nanyue didn't give him time to be surprised. Infused with Sword Intent, her aura reached its peak, and the Red Moon Sword thrust out!
In a moment, the Red Moon Sword trembled violently, and a thin red line of light, about the size of a thumb, shot out instantly.
The mere appearance of the sword's radiance made the surrounding space tremble.
A suppressed gasp sounded in the forest.
The sharp aura contained in the sword's radiance still made the scalps of the Demon Sect disciples tingle, even a kilometer away.
WHOOSH!
The sword light flashed, cutting through the black flame hand as if it were tofu, then continued its unabated momentum towards Chen Hei Feng.
Chen Hei Feng's psyche recoiled from the approaching presence of death.
