Sky Fire Meteor

Yan Ren had no time to think. The sixth soul ring on his body lit up at once.

"Sixth soul-ring skill, Sun Moon Protection!"

The Crescent Blade that was still in the distance instantly scattered.

When it appeared again, it was already behind Yan Ren, and at the same time, the Crescent Blade split into two.

Then they began spinning rapidly around him. Anything that came close would be sliced to pieces by the two Crescent Blades.

"Tsk, tsk... Not a bad soul skill, but isn't it a little late?"

The approaching Blood-Clad clenched her hand, and several threads appeared in her grasp. The other ends of the threads passed through the ground and coiled around Yan Ren's legs.

"Damn it, I got caught!"

That move truly shocked Yan Ren so badly he nearly jumped.

He immediately reached down, trying to tear away the threads wrapped around his legs.

Unfortunately, only after touching them did he realize how terrifying those seemingly insignificant threads were.

With just the slightest contact, several wounds deep enough to show bone appeared on his hand.

"Bastard!"

Only now did he understand that if he used his hands, even if they were ruined, he still would not be able to tear these threads apart.

So he immediately stopped Sun Moon Protection, gripped the Crescent Blade, and slashed at the threads on his legs, trying once more to save himself.

"Hee-hee..."

Unfortunately, how could Blood-Clad possibly let him succeed?

Blood-Clad, holding the other ends of the threads, gave them a sudden yank.

Swish!

Several wounds deep enough to expose bone appeared directly on Yan Ren's legs, and his tendons and meridians were severed at the same time. His legs went weak, and he collapsed.

A figure blocked Yan Ren's front.

"Yan Spear!"

Blood-Clad had already withdrawn the