I frowned and instantly pointed two fingers at the Ju Fang clansman. He immediately became unable to move, while the Thorn Sword in the Beichen Patriarch's hand, which had been locked in combat with him, suddenly erupted with countless thorny threads that lashed toward him!
The man struggled to turn his eyes toward me, but I gave him no chance to move. Before long, half of Old Madam Beichen's thorny threads pierced through his body, while the other half bound him tight! In the next moment, space twisted and directly tore the man into several pieces!
Yet the man did not die. The Xirang still struggled to swell and merge back together, but Old Madam Beichen was no pushover. Since her clan could contend with the Ju Fang clan, they naturally possessed their own special ability—the Law of Spatial Sealing.
A chaotic barrage of crackling sounds rang out, and the man's attempt to swell and reunite his body was crushed. Layer upon layer of spatial seals sliced him into chunks of flesh. Of course, this man's mastery of the Laws had at least touched the threshold of the Six Extremes, so his strength was formidable. He showed not the slightest sign of dying and even bared his teeth, preparing to rise again and turn the tide.
I had no intention of pinning him down with the Time Law for too long. Instead, I drew the Azure Shirt Sword back and then asked, "Where is the owner of this sword?"
"Heh heh... that girl? Well, naturally..." The man, reduced to nothing but a head, looked at me and let out a cold laugh.
"You killed Miss Beichen!?" Zhao Qian immediately knew what he was about to say. Anyone with half a brain could tell that Beichen Xian had almost certainly met