Yuan'er wanted to say something to comfort Xiong Yourong beside her, but even she herself was extremely worried at this moment.
Unlike Xiong Yourong, the higher her cultivation, the more she understood how dangerous Qi Laoda's move was.
Not to mention the ten thousand blood-colored swords combined, Yuan'er didn't believe she could handle even just one of them.
And at this moment, Bai Xiaofan was facing the simultaneous attack of tens of thousands of swords.
Compared to the worries of Xiong Yourong and Yuan'er, Bai Xiaofan, who was at the center of the storm, appeared much more calm.
Looking at the densely packed blood-colored swords shooting toward him like raindrops, Bai Xiaofan didn't even show any technique, as if he was stunned by the spectacular scene.
Meanwhile, groups of people rushing over stopped a kilometer away.
