He took a small sip, his pitch-black pupils staring straight at Bai Xiao.
The two of them faced off from a distance, the aura of top-tier Assassination Fist seemed to be provoked by the other party at this moment, surging forth impatiently.
"Hiss..."
Behind Yu Ming, the air twisted, densely packed, fine, translucent cracks gathered to the left and right, with a sinister and bloody aura spreading in all directions.
"Ssss..."
Beside Bai Xiao, layer upon layer of white shockwaves vibrated and gathered. It was like loyal subjects to a king, forming the huge wings of a water bird.
Just as the atmosphere was about to become completely oppressive.
The passage on the left side of the courtyard.
A figure dressed in a simple, light-colored brocade robe instantly broke this balance, causing the aura to quickly retract. A woman around twenty-eight years old, standing at 1.85 meters tall, with a large frame, walked over with an aura of solemnity.
Free Heaven's Canaan had also arrived.
