Bai Xiong's finger aimed directly to shatter Ye Qiu's life gate, a surefire lethal blow.
Once it struck, his entire head would be penetrated.
Ruthless, decisive!
Ye Qiu remained silent, as Bai Xiong decisively chose a manner of death for him.
Just as Bai Xiong's finger was half an inch from Ye Qiu's temple, suddenly a figure descended, and with a light flick, Bai Xiong was sent flying away.
Ju Lu's eyes widened, stunned by the newcomer's ability to send Bai Xiong flying with one strike and his silent appearance. Who was this expert?
The most shaken was Bai Xiong himself. Even he hadn't noticed the slightest hint; as he steadied himself, his eyes filled with shock. The opponent's casual sweep seemed to carry the force of thousands of troops. In that moment, he was unable to resist and was sent flying.
Why had this man interfered with his killing of Ye Qiu?
