Clutching Xiao Mei, Bai Xiaofan charged into the crowd.
The Dragon Sparrow Sword in his hand fiercely swung out.
Where the blade's energy passed, it was like a surge of tide, instantly engulfing the enemies in front of him.
With each slash, the number of people who died by Bai Xiaofan's hand was in the dozens.
Not far away, Tim, watching Bai Xiaofan who seemed to have gone mad, actually felt a rising sense of fear in his heart.
If it hadn't been for his master's orders to kill Bai Xiaofan, he would have already turned and run away!
Seeing his numbers dwindling by half in the blink of an eye, Tim tightened his grip on the scimitar in his hand.
He knew it was time to make a move.
Waiting any longer, all of his people might die, and he would no longer have a chance!
Timing his attack, Tim suddenly charged at Bai Xiaofan, and his scimitar viciously hacked toward Bai Xiaofan's left arm.
