A beam of light shot across the sky, so fast it was impossible to trace the sword's path.
Even True Martial Realm powerhouses like Yun Haoran and Bai Ling could only barely glimpse a fleeting sword shadow. In the next instant, they saw the light had already bypassed the Rakshasa Power and appeared before Jiang Ziyou.
"This is bad..." Yun Haoran's expression changed drastically.
That single strike sent a tremor of fear through him; it was a blow that could threaten his own life.
How could Jiang Ziyou possibly withstand it?
But just as Yun Haoran was about to intervene, it was already too late!
PSHH—
A garish, blindingly crimson bud of blood blossomed from Jiang Ziyou's shoulder, erupting into the air.
"Ahhh..."
Jiang Ziyou screamed in agony. Her shoulder had been pierced straight through by the sword, leaving a hole the size of a fist. Blood gushed from the wound like a spring as her Cyan Blade Sword clattered to the ground. She clutched her injury and staggered backward.
