Looking at the person who had arrived, Lin Fan couldn't help but be surprised! Thereafter, Lin Fan kept the arm within his storage without any hesitation.
The arm of the Ancient One that was ripped off was gradually regenerating back.
Sensing the connection with his arm lost once more, the Ancient One reared his head into the sky and howled. He turned around to the person who had arrived, "To think that you're not dead yet!"
"How can I die if YOU are not dead…" Ni Feixue's body was stained with blood. In fact, there was a gaping hole in her stomach. It was a mess of meat and blood, so gory that one would cringe at the mere sight of it.
Right now, a long sword was wielded in Ni Feixue's arms.
Lin Fan looked at the sword and found that it looked quite familiar…Wasn't that the gigantic sword that Xuanjian Sect resided on?! How was it in the hands of Ni Feixue?
