A frosty wind screamed past.
Meanwhile, an immense killing intent crushed down from the sky.
Liu Mingxuan gripped his sword tightly as he stared at the nearing God Engulfing Skeleton.
Although he couldn't block the God Engulfing Skeleton's strike, he was still hell-bent on performing the last sword strike of his life. "The reason that I, Liu Mingxuan, am dying here today is not because of you. Rather, it's because of— Ahhh!"
Liu Mingxuan suddenly screamed in fright.
His waist had been grabbed by someone, and he was violently jerked toward another direction.
The red scythe slashed down at this instant. However, all it hit was empty air and earth. In fact, the ground was split into two by the tremendous force of the strike.