Almost simultaneously, Yang Fei's brow suddenly opened a vertical eye.
In that vertical eye, an indescribable brilliance burst forth.
In the brilliance, a longsword measuring three feet, three inches, and three tenths shot out, radiating countless azure gold sword shadows, which then converged on a specific point in the void.
God-slaying Sword!
"Ah!"
An extraordinarily miserable scream was heard, as a woman wearing an office uniform flashed out from the void.
Her chest was pierced by an azure gold longsword, and she fell directly to the ground.
The woman's face was elegantly beautiful, but due to the pain, it became twisted.
Her curves were exaggerated, and her eyes were filled with venom as she glared at Yang Fei.
Chen Xingzhu!
Yang Fei saw this woman at a glance and was momentarily stunned.
He never dreamed that he would encounter this old adversary again after ten years.
