Drugging the Opponent

"Crap!" Lin Xuefeng and the others were all astounded. They hadn't imagined that Han Xinyan would actually be so drastic. She had merely suffered some humiliation, yet she was actually going to kill herself!

They hurriedly tried to stop her. However, their strength was essentially on the same level, so how could they stop her in time?

The sword arrived before Han Xinyan's neck, and Lin Xuefeng and the others all felt their vision go dark as if they were going to faint. Although it was Han Xinyan who would die, their future wouldn't be much brighter.

Han Xinyan shut her eyes. She didn't want to look at those four disgusting people as she died.

Pa!

The sword slashed down, yet it didn't cut into Han Xinyan's neck. Instead, a large hand had suddenly shot over and grabbed the blade of the sword. This was a Level Eight God Tool, yet it was surprisingly unable to cut the skin of the hand that was gripping it.