Qin Yanqiu's body trembled slightly.
First there was no feeling.
Then she suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, her clear and cold eyes abruptly widened, and her delicate body, like a shattered mirror, cracked apart.
The skin all over her body broke apart, and the blood turned into a pool of bloodstains.
In a breath, she disappeared.
At this moment.
There was a sudden stillness between heaven and earth.
Everyone seemed to sense something, their fighting movements paused slightly, and the roaring sounds of Qi in the air suddenly diminished greatly.
They looked up at the blood that showered down from the sky.
Li Longhu waved his robe with an indifferent expression, as if he had done an inconsequential thing, and continued to walk towards Cheng Guang at a leisurely pace.
Halfway there, Li Longhu suddenly seemed to sense something and slowly turned his head to look at the spot where Qin Beifeng had just collapsed.
