"You you you..."
Modao Zi pointed at Bai Xiaofan who suddenly opened his eyes, where black and white were distinct like two stars in an endless starry sky. His hands trembled, and he stammered "you" for a long time without being able to articulate a coherent sentence!
"Modao Zi, you deserve to die!"
Looking at the panicked Modao Zi in front of him, Bai Xiaofan's lips curled into a cruel arc. He reached out a big hand and pinched the tip of Modao Zi's gray longsword with two fingers!
Modao Zi was stunned and tried to pull the longsword out.
But to his shock, no matter how hard he tried, the gray longsword seemed to be embedded in Bai Xiaofan's hand, not budging at all!
Crack!
Immediately, Bai Xiaofan exerted a slight force with his fingers, and the gray longsword, invincible in its sharpness, was snapped off at the tip by Bai Xiaofan!
Then, a flash of cold light streaked by!
Modao Zi felt a chill on his neck, instinctively reaching out to touch it.
