"Young Master Xu! ! !"
When Xiao Wanfeng saw that Young Master Xu had directly revealed the Sword of Darkness in the thin air, Xiao Wanfeng's eyes lit up.
He jumped from the soles of his feet to his heart, and a mournful power suddenly burst out from his throat and lashed out with a mournful scream.
Then, Xiao Wanfeng held the wooden sword on his back and almost made a strike.
At this moment.
In front of Young Master Xu, a graceful figure appeared out of nowhere.
As soon as he appeared, his two fingers caught the Sword of Darkness.
His calm behavior and elegant manner made Xiao Wanfeng's entire emotional strength stagnate.
"What?"
It wasn't just Xiao Wanfeng.
The pedestrians on the street were also frightened by this sudden assassin.
"My God, assassinating a demi-saint's descendant?"
"Who did Young Master Xu offend?"
"Why are there so many things happening these two days!"