A sudden wave of intense fear flooded his mind.
Jiang Yuan—
Before he could even make a sound, he was internally terrified.
This streak of sky-fire converged with the information he had previously seen about Jiang Yuan.
Meanwhile.
The distance of three paces, under such circumstances, was virtually negligible— there was no way to dodge or evade!
He could only grip his long sword tightly and desperately strike at the arrow, aiming at the arrowhead that had already reached within a foot of him.
As it reflected in his eyes, he saw his long sword start to shatter inch by inch from the tip, turning into countless fragments scattering in all directions.
In an instant, the sword in his hand had vanished entirely.
However, the sky-fire that looked as if it could destroy everything was still hurtling towards his chest uninterrupted.
In this critical moment.
His pupils abruptly turned pitch black and his body was enveloped by thick black smoke.
