Amid the wind, Ji Yaoguang had never imagined that Wang Xian had been drawing talismans in the middle of it.
In her eyes, Wang Xian was just like her now, a stray dog with nowhere to go, thinking of nothing but how to deal with that madwoman.
Likewise, Xuanyuan Que and Tang Feng had never imagined what Wang Xian had done. How had he made the frenzied woman's sword strike miss again?
Snowflakes and shards of ice flew everywhere in the wind. And as the Peace Talisman devoured the deadly sword strike, the lines dancing through the air made Ye Honglian gasp in surprise!
For a moment, she thought she saw Wang Xian—clearly fleeing in a panic, yet with not a trace of fear on his face.
When she saw him put away the wooden bow in his hand, she grew even angrier, letting out a shrill howl of rage!
At her scream, the ice shards and snowflakes flying through the wind seemed to receive her command... In the blink of an eye, Ye Honglian's Primordial Spirit burst forth, turning the blizzard into a giant sword!
The giant sword carried the force of destruction as it plunged down in an instant!
Even Ji Yaoguang felt the terror of that strike. She couldn't help shrieking as she instinctively grabbed Wang Xian and suddenly sped up.
Wang Xian merely snorted.
Just as the giant sword in the wind was about to fall, he flicked his fingers as if plucking a flower, and a trace of icy power slipped out unnoticed!
In the blink of an eye!
In a split second!
The icy power in the void seemed to grow a hundred times stronger! A thousand times!
Before this power of profound ice, the sword cleaving through the air seemed more brittle than