This voice was like a sudden clap of Thunder, and it scared the swordsman who had accumulated all his strength and was ready to slash.
He was keenly aware that a slender hand was grabbing his back. He was wearing armor, and with the protection of battle energy, the armor formed the most solid defense, and it was impossible to be easily broken.
However, the hand that did not carry any magic power easily broke through the combat energy defense and grabbed him.
The swordsman felt a strong force dragging him back. The 'arrow tip' formation formed by the three Saints was broken. Song Qing replaced the swordsman and stood where he was supposed to be.
"What the hell ..."
The silent swordsman's expression suddenly changed. Before he could finish his words, he was pulled behind by song qingxiao, and his back hit the coffin that had jumped up.
