I really can't lose face

"You've trespassed on my village, die!"

The white-robed old man's posture was aloof. He struck out a palm in the air, setting off a strong wind. Under the turbulent true energy that was as indifferent as clouds and mist, endless killing intent was hidden.

This palm.

The surrounding players were forced to retreat.

As for the target ...

It was Qin shujian, who was in the midst of a massacre.

He looked at the powerful palm.

Qin shujian took a step forward and held the thousand mountain Blood in his hands. A cold blade light instantly burst forth and turned into a Black Tiger in the air. It soared into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

In an instant, a terrifying saber radiance burst forth and tore the clouds apart.

Immediately after.

The black Tiger tore through the clouds and turned into a lethal blade of light as it charged toward Wan Yan.

It seemed like a moment had passed.

It also seemed like a long time had passed.