"Go!"
The Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator pointed, and the flames on the flying sword surged even higher. Accompanied by rolling waves of heat, it turned into a streak of red light and slashed down toward the two women's heads.
Lu Ying'er's face went pale. Her opponent had put his full strength into this strike. It was already too late to dodge, and she had not the slightest confidence that she could block it.
Gritting her pearly teeth, she could only pour all her magic power into the brocade before her.
The brocade flickered several times, then turned into a white curtain of light, blocking in front of the two women.
"Heh heh, not a bad spell. Unfortunately, it's nothing but a futile struggle!"
The Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivator gave a cold laugh and skillfully changed to another hand seal. The flying sword's momentum became even fiercer, even letting out a sharp whistle as it tore through the air.
Riiip...
Although the brocade was also a high-grade spiritual tool and should, in principle, have possessed decent defense, the gap in strength between the two sides was simply too vast. After barely holding out for a few seconds, it let out a wail.
Lu Ying'er sighed. Was she really going to die here today? She was unwilling. Her delicate hand reached toward her Storage Bag, intending to take out a few talismans. Even if hope was slim, she would never sit and wait for death.
Lin Xuan nodded. This woman's mind was indeed tenacious. He had spent a great deal of effort on the two of them, so of course he could not watch the two women's fragrance fade and jade perish.
With a flick of his finger, a streak of sword light shot out. After circling once above their