"Xiaoyue."
"Ugh?" Jiang Xiaoyue was engrossed in the battle when she heard someone call her name.
"Yes, Sister Xue'er?" She looked at Nalan Mingxue in puzzlement.
Nalan Mingxue whispered something at her ear.
…
After many flying swords passed him, the ground around Zhen Yan was turned into a dense forest of swords!
Only the ground beneath him was left intact, leaving a blank area that looked like the shape of one person.
Dazed, Zhen Yan stood on the street while drops of sweat fell to the ground. At this moment, it seemed like it was extremely difficult to raise even a finger.
"Who on earth are you?!" Jiang Xuan's face fell, and he looked at Fang Qi as if the latter was a monster.
Is this the Grand Ancestral Warrior Realm?!
Suddenly, he felt like he couldn't understand the people standing around him.
