Xuan Qi swirled around her, like a monstrous demonic flame. A huge saber qi slashed down, directly splitting the four maids who came to receive her.
The four maids flew in all directions, their weapons flying out of their hands.
The woman in the carriage had already put away her shocked expression. However, she was no longer as relaxed and beautiful as before, and her expression was a little heavy.
The naked jade-white tip of her feet tapped on the ground, and she flew away from the carriage, avoiding the blade.
Meng Jingtian, who had transformed into a giant, took advantage of the situation and landed. With a single slash, the carriage fell apart. The body parts that fell down pierced into the snow, sending snowflakes flying everywhere.
The woman’s purple dress fluttered in the snow. It was a different scene.
Meng Jingtian was not distracted by this. Two wings appeared on his back, and he hovered in the air.
