The Spirit Qi Great Sword swept in, and Fan Qingyin instinctively wanted to dodge. But with her Core Formation Mid-Stage strength, how could she possibly escape the strike of a Nascent Soul Late Stage master?
"Am I going to die?" Fan Qingyin's face showed despair, and she seemed lost in thought, forgetting to make a final stand.
Fan Qingyin closed her eyes, ready to welcome death.
"Bad guy, see you in the next life!"
"Bad guy? Are you talking about me?"
A familiar voice suddenly rang out. She abruptly opened her enchanting eyes and saw a person standing in front of her, holding a sword in defense.
"Haochuan? Why are you here?" Fan Qingyin asked in surprise.
"Shouldn't I be asking you that? Fan Qingqing!" Ye Haochuan said word by word.
"You... how do you know?" Fan Qingyin blushed slightly and asked in confusion.
"From the first time I saw you, I felt you were very familiar. I just didn't expect you to be the one. You've really fooled me!" Ye Haochuan pouted.
