Battle of the Mysterious Sect

In a forest outside the Crescent Valley, two black shadows suddenly rushed in at an extremely fast speed.

"Over there!"

Yan Siyuan shouted and pulled out the Embroidered Dragon Three-ringed Saber from his back. He aimed at Meng Sipei, who was standing not far away.

Seeing Yan Siyuan suddenly appear, Meng Sipei was shocked. Before she could react, a hand had already grabbed her neck.

"I caught you!" Yan Siyuan grinned hideously. He was about to laugh out loud when he froze.

"Tsk, it's actually a Substitute Talisman. He really spent a lot of money."

Looking at Meng Sipei, whose Xuan Qi was slowly dissipating, Yan Siyuan put away the Embroidered Dragon Three-Ring Saber in his hand.

The Substitute Talisman could condense the user's essence, qi, and spirit into it and appear in another place. It was a relatively high-level life-saving item.