The woman in the white dress had not noticed where the red-toothed maned wolf sprang from; she was careless and didn't dodge!
The red-toothed maned wolf, as if mad, viciously tore at the woman in the white dress, blood gushing out.
Qiu Wuliang was stunned, his expression one of seeing a ghost.
"Look over here!"
A cold shout rang out, it was Fang Zhixing!
Qiu Wuliang's scalp tingled, his orchid finger loosened, grabbing the hilt of his sword and drawing it from its sheath.
Whoosh!
A clanging sound resonated!
A thick arc-shaped Sword Gang swept out.
Fang Zhixing's figure flickered, the arc-shaped Sword Gang grazing his shoulder, soaring into the sky.
After being enlightened, Fang Zhixing's movements, speed of his attacks, and their power had all elevated to a new height.
In his eyes, Qiu Wuliang's actions seemed a bit slow.
Fang Zhixing immediately retaliated with a chop, slicing horizontally towards Qiu Wuliang's waist.
