"Not good, there's something off about this guy."
Xue He's face finally changed, his whole body's hair stood on end, a red spirit light flashed in his hand, and he had already teleported ten meters away out of thin air.
At his original position, a piece of cloth corner fell down, that sword light, faster than his Bloody Longsword, barely grazed past him. If he had invoked the spirit light even a moment later, his head would have been separated from his body just now.
Thinking about this, Xue He's face is not only unsightly but also horrified.
How many years has it been since he had been forced into such a perilous situation?
In just an instant, the crisis of death descended and grazed past him. Ever since he became a Legend, even when facing ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, he might occasionally be in a tough spot, but never as dangerous as this moment.
After being horrified, he became angry.
