Fu Han Yuan's expression changed abruptly, and with a shift in his steps, he abandoned his pointed attack.
Otherwise, even though he could have successfully struck down his opponent, he would inevitably have his arm severed by the exaggeratedly fierce Blade Light.
Yet, the Blade Light miraculously swept past between the two, creating a loud whoosh, flying out of the great hall, leaving a crack on the eaves of the mountain gate, and continued unabated towards the sky, eventually fading into nothingness.
Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun simultaneously looked towards the upper end inside Wufeng Hall.
The person who made the move was none other than Nangong Yu!!
This man, about sixty years old, with white hair and beard, had his eyes half-open and half-closed. After releasing that astonishing Blade Light, there was no change in his demeanor, and no one even noticed when his blade was drawn or sheathed.
"Nangong Sect Leader actually made a move?"
