Xiao Jiangnan couldn't help but shout after witnessing this scene.
But Ye Xunhuan completely ignored Xiao Jiangnan's words, and the power of the sword in his hand did not decrease at all, swiftly slashing down.
In a critical moment when Ye Xunhuan's sword was about to descend upon Qing Zhu's neck, Qing Zhu, pale-faced, instinctively put the horsetail whisk in his hand to block his neck!
"Clang!"
A crisp sound immediately rang out, followed by a spark flying off.
Ye Xunhuan saw that Qing Zhu had blocked his sword, and immediately let out a muffled grunt, drawing back the sword quickly, then once again attacked Qing Zhu, like lightning striking straight down from the sky.
Qing Zhu, who had just blocked Ye Xunhuan's sword, hadn't had time to catch his breath when Ye Xunhuan's sword like lightning came at him again.
