Bai Moyu watched the scene unfold, his eyes filled with an unprecedented solemnity. He stopped waiting at once, strode forward, and swung his folding fan at Zhou Fan!
Bai Moyu had originally planned to let his guards, Fourth Elder and the others, wear down Zhou Fan's strength a little. Then, he would be the one to step in and finish him. But he never expected that before Zhou Fan was even dealt with, two of his men were already dead, and another was inexplicably trapped in the light of a bronze mirror!
"Water!"
It was as if Zhou Fan had anticipated Bai Moyu would strike at that exact moment. The instant Bai Moyu arrived in mid-air and swung his fan, a torrent of deep black water abruptly appeared between them. It not only swallowed the attack from his fan but also forced Bai Moyu back half a step!
