Feng Shi's eyes flashed with a sinister light, as the curse had been cast, either he must cut down Su Huanian's divine soul and flesh body, or cut down hers.
If that woman's divine soul has protection, then cut down her flesh body!
Destroy the flesh body, and the divine soul will be damaged on its own.
He punched the sacrificial altar, letting out a heavenward roar, as the rust-covered dagger appeared once more, stabbing into his throat.
A grayish-white beam of light shot out from the mouth of the remnant image on the altar, almost piercing through!
At the mountaintop, Su Huanian let out a muffled groan, spitting out blood, her face turning pale in an instant.
The Immortal Sword in her hand was swung again, cutting at herself. A strand of grayish-white aura was sliced away, yet Huanian's complexion worsened even more.
