"Damn it, this Sword Spirit is truly annoying."
Xumo looked around, needing to watch out for both Yino and Liuli while guarding against the Frost Chant sword.
Slash!!
At some point, in Xumo's blind spot, the elegant Frost Chant sword quietly traced an arc through midair, then suddenly accelerated to pierce toward Xumo's brow.
Xumo hadn't even seen where the Frost Chant sword emerged from.
When Xumo sensed the killing intent, the Frost Chant sword was already upon him.
For some reason, Xumo felt time move very slowly at this moment, even the approaching Frost Chant sword before him became nine afterimages.
Xumo didn't know how to dodge, because in his peripheral vision he could see that foxgirl standing in the corner, her alluring eyes now streaming black blood, using illusions to firmly control his body.
