SOU!
Xiao Ming's figure flickered like a ghost, vanishing without a trace as a fierce aura burst forth from his body. His killing intent surged, sharp and unrestrained, suffocating the very air around him.
In the blink of an eye, he reappeared behind the dark misty creature, mere inches away from delivering a fatal strike. The monstrous entity, in the midst of launching a deathly blow toward Zhou Mei, remained oblivious to the imminent danger lurking behind it.
"Cleaved Spirit Sword!"
Xiao Ming's voice was barely audible, a venomous whisper carried by the wind.
A streak of cyan sword qi erupted from his blade, slicing through the air with eerie precision. Like a silent executioner, the ethereal beam of energy tunneled straight through the creature's back, leaving a gaping, hollow wound in its wake.
HOOO!