The sound was very soft, so soft that even the thirteen closest people didn't hear it, but someone did, and they took action and even responded to Xie Tian in astonishment.
"Hehe, how did you know I would take action?"
The voice was like that of a night owl. In broad daylight, a chill wind suddenly swept through, and the thirteen sabers about to hack into Xie Tian's body, as if unable to withstand this icy voice, snapped with a crackling sound into countless pieces, exploding in the air.
Facing the splintering blades, Xie Tian merely closed his bloodshot eyes. Several pieces grazed his cheek, drawing threads of blood. Then he opened his eyes and saw that giant mosquito, which had shattered the thirteen sabers and was now flitting towards the thirteen people. Its proboscis pierced the foreheads of each, and then it vanished into nothingness.