Lan Zhengqing let out a roar and struck immediately!
A violent aura, carrying an overwhelming power, came crashing towards Lin Fan like a landslide and tsunami!
The fierce wind, like sharp swords, tore through the void, leaving no place to hide! Those fallen refugees, unable to evade, suddenly found countless bloody wounds on their faces and bodies, filling the scene with pitiful wails, blood splattering everywhere, a truly horrific sight!
Lin Fan felt a ferocious and brutal aura approaching him.
But he did not retreat.
Qiu Xi was right behind him, and if he backed down, Qiu Xi would surely die.
So.
To ensure Qiu Xi's safety, he couldn't retreat even half a step!
Fortunately, the Xuanyuan Sword Formation shielded them, preventing the razor-sharp winds from injuring him and Qiu Xi.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
The fierce wind hit the Xuanyuan Sword Formation, making a terrifying clanging sound that was frightening just to hear!
The void in front of Lin Fan collapsed directly!
