"Yang Xiao, face my sword!"
At that moment, Xue Yi didn't notice the strange look in Yang Xiao's eyes at all.
Instead, she slowly grasped the Blood-Colored Broken Sword that was emerging from her body and pulled it out. As she did, her pair of cold, indifferent eyes turned blood-red.
They were filled with a bizarre aura.
She pointed the sword directly at Yang Xiao.
With a soft cry,
a terrifying and strange aura emanated from her entire being.
It was as if she could destroy everything.
Sinister and tyrannical.
'As expected of the Bloodthirsty Celestial Cyan. Its ability to influence the mind is truly extraordinary,'
Yang Xiao, however, just smiled.
His smile seemed to instantly infuriate Xue Yi. A flash of blood-red light appeared, and the Blood-Colored Broken Sword was right before Yang Xiao.
Fast.
Incredibly fast.
So fast that it left no time to react.
