Ran Yiqiang's breathing became ragged all of a sudden, and his normally clear eyes clouded over.
A sharp claw, covered in long black hairs, cracked and tore through the protective shield. Ran Yiqiang only had time to subconsciously redirect his flying sword.
"Clang——"
The razor-sharp claw grazed the flying sword and also the palm of Ran Yiqiang's hand as he was about to make a seal. Blood spurted out instantly.
"Ah!——"
Ran Yiqiang had just begun to scream when a blazing silver light accompanied by a vague figure already appeared in the distance.
The Sword Qi, filled with powerful spiritual might and sword intention, exploded in an instant, wiping out the dark and cold demonic Qi.
"Roar!"
Like a giant rat, the figure covered in black hair roared and was forced back by the silvery whip-like sword light.
Blood spurted into the air, and clumps of black hair were blown off by the wind.
