The short blades in their hands stabbed into Xiang Lingshuang's body, but they could only produce a silver glow.
However, this endless harassment was really depressing.
Xiang Lingshuang roared angrily, but the demons did not retreat.
Han Muye shook his head.
He was a sword cultivator.
At this moment, the little white fox in Huang Zhihu's arms bowed slightly, opened her mouth, and let out a low roar.
Xiang Lingshuang trembled and shook his head slightly.
The little white fox was urging Xiang Lingshuang to kill the demons, but he was unwilling.
Seeing Xiang Lingshuang like this, the little white fox raised her head and suddenly let out a hiss.
"Hiss—"
Its voice was slightly ear-piercing.
However, when this voice rang out, the demons surrounding Xiang Lingshuang trembled and froze on the spot. They could not even stand up and collapsed to the ground.
Soul Intimidation, Bloodline Pressure.
