Facing this brilliantly red spear thrust.
Lei Zhanqian took a big step forward, his hand emptily grasping, as if holding an invisible blade, he cut diagonally!
Sizzling~
Lightning leaped into shape, forming a long handle and sharp edge, with fierce lines. As if conjured from nothingness, a blade of lightning and thunder took form.
A single cut to sever the red phoenix!
The edge of the blade met the tip of the spear, the pale lightning clashing with the brilliant red spear light, and for a moment, a tide of red swept through, with electric flashes all around.
At the same moment, the frost light moved.
Since Jiang Wuji had already made his move, it was both sensible and logical that Li Fengyao had no possibility of waiting any longer.
With a single draw of the Frost Killing Bow, she loosed an arrow, aiming straight for the nape of Lei Zhanqian's neck.
