This sword struck directly at Mu Qingge's waist, its force fierce and unstoppable. If it were allowed to fall, it might result in her being cut in half.
By the time Mu Qingge noticed, it was too late to avoid it, and she could only let the sword fall upon her.
When the sword light struck her, a powerful force knocked her away, her blood surging. However, her body flashed with silver light, revealing a silver armor.
The armor absorbed the brunt of the attack for her, causing her to only spit out a mouthful of blood as her blood roiled.
Mu Qingge steadied herself in the air, and when she landed, her feet were firmly embedded in the snow.
"Divine Level Armor?" Mu Tianyin raised his eyebrow, snorting coldly. There was a hint of surprise in his voice.
At this moment, he glanced at the others, noticing that they all wore Divine Level Armor, except for the boy in purple.
