"Ah——"
In the midst of the grand formation, Xu Hongqiu was straining to move her long knife, but it was extremely difficult. And Jiang Shenting was resisting with all his might, his flesh and blood seemingly as strong as a vajra, still making every effort to break free from the bind of the grand formation.
Just then, a hand suddenly extended from the side and grabbed the handle of the long knife.
"Miss, let me teach you..." The newcomer chuckled softly, "You should cut it this way."
With that, the hand holding the long knife moved lightly from Jiang Shenting's scapula to the left, severing Jiang Shenting's right arm completely!
"Ahh!" Jiang Shenting unleashed a painful roar, but his eyes remained bright as he yelled, "You——"
It seemed that he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.
The newcomer was a handsome young man dressed in brocade. His skin was smooth as jade, his eyes sparkled golden, and a silver scale adorned his forehead.
