Super Big Boss
Editor: Atlas Studios
The time he was stunned was very short. After all, he was facing Lu Xiaoran and did not dare to be careless.
Just as he thought of this, Lu Xiaoran's attack also arrived.
He held the Xuanyuan Sword and slashed at Xingyun.
"You're too slow."
Xingyun glanced at him in extreme disdain and tapped his foot lightly, instantly teleporting out.
However, just as he stabilized his body in another direction, an accident happened again.
Boom!
Lu Xiaoran's Xuanyuan Sword actually directly bombarded his head. If not for the Buddhist Vajra Art and the Golden Light Barrier protecting him, he would have been severely injured even if he did not die.
Xingyun was shocked and hurriedly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
What had just happened?
He had clearly dodged it. What was going on with Lu Xiaoran's sword move? How did it catch up to him in an instant?
"No, it's an illusion. It must be an illusion."