Boom!
The crimson blade light, slashing a hundred steps away!
Wang Yuan suddenly stood up, casually tore off his outer robe, and threw it forward.
This was produced by the Clothing Workshop under the High Willow City Guard Mansion, and it was also one of the treasures bestowed upon him.
This robe was finely crafted with special materials, comparable to thin armor.
But in the next moment, the crimson blade light tore through the robe, turning it into pieces that filled the sky.
The blade's momentum also weakened as a result.
Wang Yuan's face darkened, and he reached out to grab, dispersing the remaining blood light with the physique of the Refining Essence Realm.
The crowd exploded in exclamations, characters from various forces, as well as commoners, all scattered in panic.
In the crowd, a man stood tall like a tower, his body as large as a bear.
The large saber in his hand radiated a bloody glow, resting on his shoulder.