Li Jiuxiao could not afford to go easy against Yi Yun's strike. The moment the battle began, both parties brought their best.
The black fog swirled around Li Jiuxiao, emitting a heart-chilling hum. At the same time, there was an extremely cold and brutal aura that was constantly surging out.
"Go!" Li Jiuxiao suddenly lifted his hand and pointed.
The black fog instantly moved, sweeping towards Yi Yun.
However, just as the black fog was about to clash with the sword flash, the black fog split right down the middle, avoiding the sword flash and flooding straight at Yi Yun!
"Oh? What is this?" The look in Yi Yun's eyes changed. The fog gave him a sense of danger, something that repelled him. At the same time, he felt something amiss.
He immediately flipped his blade and raised it in front of him to block.
Buzz——