Although Chen Nan shouted a warning, it was clearly too late.
The old servant who received the signal suddenly made a lightning-fast move, a crimson light in his hand striking like a meteor, heavily hitting Xu Man's hand, causing the longsword she held to fall out of her grip immediately.
Then, the old servant reached out and grabbed, his palm like a whirlpool, suddenly bursting with a strong suction that drew the unprepared Xu Man directly toward him.
"Stop!"
Seeing this, Mo Yan roared angrily, drawing the giant sword from his back and directly swung it toward Zhao Xiaofeng. The massive sword carried a formidable force, creating a whistling sound.
A fellow Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer cultivator beside Zhao Xiaofeng sneered, forming a sealing technique with one hand, causing a jet-black giant hand to appear above his head, slapping heavily onto the giant sword.
With a thunderous sound, the giant sword flew back, embedding heavily into the ground.
