Although the skinny white man made no sound, Murong Xuan heard a scream.
The shrill cry bored fiercely into his head like a drill, and the drill was glowing red-hot.
In an instant, Murong Xuan let out a scream.
He instinctively circulated his Mystic Qi, and the stabbing pain in his mind quickly faded.
However, in the instant Murong Xuan was affected, the skinny man had already charged over. He swiped both hands across his waist, and a dagger appeared in each hand.
The skinny man thrust both arms forward, and the two daggers crossed as they slashed toward Murong Xuan's neck.
At that moment, he seemed to see Murong Xuan's head soar into the air.
But in the next second, a huge sword thrust out horizontally, its surface mottled and battered, shattering his fantasy.
Clang, clang.
Two clashes of metal rang out.
The skinny white man's daggers were blocked by the huge sword. Then the sword swept forward, while Orange-Yellow Blazing Flame sprayed from the cracks in its blade.
Just as the skinny white man was about to duck aside, blazing flames erupted from the huge sword and washed over his body first. As he let out a scream, the huge sword cleaved through him.
In an instant.
The skinny man's body fell apart, his remains scattered across the ground. The flames on them continued burning, and soon the air filled with the aroma of roasted meat.
Far away, Grey Wolf's pupils contracted slightly.
He had just seen that his teammate was about to succeed when a mass of Orange-Yellow Blazing Flame suddenly rose beside Murong Xuan. Then a battered huge sword reached out from the flames, forcibly blocking his teammate's fatal blow.
The situation reversed immediately afterward, and one sword strike killed his teammate.
At that moment, a