"Fang?"
Seeing Fang Xi struck by that beam of dark light, Xin Hongyun couldn't help exclaiming in shock.
"I'm fine..."
The next moment, Fang Xi appeared from within the dust, floating gently before her, holding a dark black dagger in his hand, entangled in combat with the dark light.
Although the dark light moved erratically and with unmatched speed, Fang Xi was somehow able to just keep up.
As the black dagger in his hand twisted and turned, within a foot's radius around him, it seemed as though he had created an absolute domain, which the dark light struggled to penetrate even slightly.
The dagger in his hand naturally came from the lecherous Flower Savage Peak.
Though the dagger looked unremarkable and pitch-black, it was in fact incredibly sharp, not only able to cut iron like mud but also extraordinarily sturdy.
Fang Xi had hidden it in his embrace just now, and that's how he had managed to escape unscathed.