Endless starlight fell from the sky, landing on the giant gate sword, reflecting thousands of rays of light, and the seven-colored ribbons were easily torn apart. Xiao Qiang's body also retreated hundreds of meters.
In the void, however, three eerie flying swords mysteriously appeared, floating in the void, intermittently visible but emitting a black aura.
"Nan Wuwei, this guy, although annoying, is after all a genius in our Demon Sect. You kill me, and I cannot bear the old man's wrath," said the woman with a charming smile, speaking softly.
Her voice, light and drifting, lingered, yet also possessed a unique tempting power.
Xiao Qiang glanced at her and said with a cold expression, "Useless."
"What did you say?" the woman asked curiously.
Xiao Qiang seriously said, "The tempting voice of the mid-Foundation Stage isn't enough to enchant me."