Boom——
Xing Tian burst forth once more.
He pulled out a massive, forest-white bone from his body, resembling a wolf fang club, and fiercely smashed it towards Nalan Muhong.
Knowing that Xing Tian's strength was incredibly great, Nalan Muhong dared not take it head-on. With a wave of his hand, he stirred up a gust of Vein Qi, blowing it forward, and used its momentum to quickly distance himself from Xing Tian. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Wen Ping initiating a Sword Technique.
Countless Cyan Lotus with six leaves danced in the air like swarming bees, deadly intent chilling, converging into a line surging towards him.
Within the Cyan Lotus, there was a sword.
A sword whose mere aura contained a vast Sword Intent that would astonish any Perception that sought to probe it!
