The autumn tree leaves rustled as its branches and leaves became unstable. It began to break free from the branches and slowly floated down.
A gentle breeze blew, and the red leaves swayed as they landed by Jiang Lan's feet.
At this moment, Jiang Lan was wielding his sword and looking at the Eighth Prince.
Previously, he had made use of his attainments in array formations to force the Eighth Prince to fail to dodge his final attack.
If not for his array formation, he wouldn't have been able to succeed.
The Eighth Prince was not of the Skywolf Race. The two were worlds apart.
Unfortunately, the outcome was still undecided.
Otherwise, he would have won.
It was impossible for ordinary people to dodge the Defying Seven Sword move with the array formation's guidance.
Even the Eighth Prince.
Except…
The Dragon Race had outstanding talent. They had scales to protect their bodies.
