Heavenly Fox, Bai Wuhen (3)

If they could snatch the Heavenly Fox Bloodline, they would be able to soar into the sky!

Xiang Lingshuang held the bow and took a step forward, blocking the altar.

A look of fear flashed across Huang Zhihu's face as she stood up from the heavenly crane's back. She hesitated for a moment before placing her hand on the hilt of the small sword at her waist.

"Sister Yun Di, can you protect us?" she asked softly, then her expression relaxed.

Perhaps Yun Di had given her an answer.

In front, Han Muye put away his Purple Flame Sword.

In his eyes, there was a cold sword intent.

The killing earlier was just a test for him.

He used the sword technique infused into the Lynx inheritance to challenge the demons of various clans.

In the end, it was not bad.

Now he was the one making a move.

"Clang—"

The long sword vibrated, and the sound of the sword reverberated through the nine heavens.