Seeing that the cold sword was about to pierce into Qi Yu's back, Warm Xiang was so scared that her face turned white, "Esteemed wangfei …"
Damn it, how could she just die like that?!
Qi Yu lowered her body, and forcefully retreated back from the sword tip, barely dodging the blade edge, she turned around and said, "Let's go!"
A wave of powder flew out and flew towards the black clothed man who was approaching. The black clothed man's body suddenly stopped. He hurriedly reached out his hand to block and cried out, "What is this?"
Qi Yu pulled Warm Xiang to the side and stood up while covering her nose. She laughed: "I wonder if this wangfei can use poison?
The sharp tip of the sword cut through the wind, quickly piercing over, Qi Yu already had nowhere to dodge. Forget it in Qi Yu's heart, she could no longer run, she might as well not hide!