Followed by, the long sword left the hand.
Suspended in the air!
Bainian Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, adopting an arrogant stance as he looked in the direction of Xia Lanshan. In the midst of his breath, the long sword transformed into a white ray, resembling a lightning bolt suddenly striking towards Xia Lanshan.
"What is that?"
Xia Lanshan was in a standoff with Bu Lan, but his perception was constantly expanding. Within his perception range, a strange thing suddenly appeared flying towards him, causing Xia Lanshan to glance sideways.
Just as he glanced sideways, the sword was already in front of his eyes.
Swish—
The white ray swept across Xia Lanshan's forehead and then directly turned and ascended into the air.
Puff!
Blood immediately gushed down, staining half of his face red.
Upon feeling the heat flow on his face, Xia Lanshan was suddenly startled, and then he withdrew his move intending to retreat.
He was a bit worried.
