A Multitude of Methods

The snowmobile's headlights created the conditions for the shadow's existence.

Otherwise, Luo Yan would not have been able to use Sword Shadow.

At that moment.

The sword shadow swept across the blood-red Thick Armor covering Pang Bao, sending a string of sparks flying.

Bai Yun, who was attacking Luo Yan, happened to glance over. She turned her head and saw a streak of black flash across Pang Bao's unprotected eyes.

Pang Bao immediately began screaming. He covered his eyes and rolled around on the snow.

"Pain, pain, pain! My eyes hurt so much!"

Blood seeped through the gaps between the fat man's fingers, dripping onto the snow and blooming into shocking "plum blossoms."

Bai Yun's heart sank. She abruptly looked toward Luo Yan, feeling that this man possessed a multitude of methods, one after another.

At that thought, her murderous intent grew even stronger.

In a low voice, she said, "Jiang Yiming, work with me. We have to kill this guy as soon as possible!"

Jiang Yiming nodded. Like some kind of insect, he crawled across the snow and darted toward Luo Yan.

Elsewhere.

Luo Yan swung Dragon Beast, cleaving out several blood-colored ripples. Sword Qi scattered the dark Qi energy stirred up by Chaotic Void Palm.

He suddenly turned around. With Dragonfly Touching Water, his figure blurred, and he arrived before Jiang Yiming in an instant.

The Dragon Beast sword flipped in his hand, and he casually sent one fierce sword flash after another sweeping toward White Fox Face.

Jiang Yiming had been beaten into fear of Luo Yan. He immediately waved both hands and spun his body. His ten fingers drew out strands of black thread, wrapping him layer upon layer.

He cocooned himself, but when Luo Yan's fierce sword flashes struck Jiang Yiming's "cocoon," they produced a