A treasure in hand, and it can be snatched away by someone?
Outrageous!
"Soul Capturing Lock!"
The response was Jiang Fan's calm voice.
Xue Qianzhang once again had his soul controlled, losing control of his body.
At the same time.
A flash of purple light passed by, coldly slicing into his neck.
Jiang Fan's face was expressionless, and his eyes were indifferent.
He had no mercy for the arrogant and chaotic half-giant.
Decisively striking to kill!
However.
After the Purple Sword cut into his neck, it got stuck in the bone.
Just like when the Core Formation sliced into the Nascent Soul Realm.
The supposedly all-cutting Purple Sword no longer felt as smooth as cutting through tofu.
He had to use all his strength.
He gripped the Purple Sword with both hands and slashed down hard.
As he was about to decapitate him, suddenly a sense of danger surged in his heart, and Jiang Fan retreated without hesitation.
He barely moved back.
