The half-man, half-beast brute carried the Dragon-Slaying Blade, blood-red profound qi surging from his body and staining even the razor-sharp blade crimson, like a sinister Blood Moon.
He walked toward Ning Xiaochuan with an icy aura, the killing intent around him growing ever denser as his muscles burst with explosive cracks.
Boom! Boom!
With every step he took, the ground trembled. His body seemed forged from gold and bronze, weighing ten thousand jin, and the stones beneath his feet were effortlessly crushed into powder.
Nie Lanzhi's face was as clear as egg white, delicate and lustrous with a jade-like sheen. Terror filled her golden eyes as she kept backing away.
She had never imagined that this half-man, half-beast brute would be so bold as to disregard even a Little Marquis of the imperial court. If he killed this Little Marquis, she certainly would not escape his demonic clutches, and her fate would likely be miserable.
In her eyes, since Ning Xiaochuan was a Little Marquis, he had to be some pampered wastrel and surely could not be a match for this half-man, half-beast brute.
Ye Nantian's peerless heroic figure arose in her mind. If only Senior Brother Ye were here. With his supreme cultivation and unparalleled sword arts, he would surely be able to save her. Senior Brother Ye must also be under siege by a host of experts now, though. There was no way he could come to rescue her. It seemed she had no chance of surviving today! Just as despair overtook her and she gathered her courage, intending to sever all the blood vessels in her body, she saw an unbelievable sight.
Whoosh!
The half-man, half-beast brute swung the Dragon-Slaying Blade, dragging out a bright, crescent-shaped streak of blade light.
Yet his body abruptly froze in place.