Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

d like thunderous lightning, smashing through everyone's astonished eyes, Qingyang’s body was blown off the stage by a strong wind. Blood gushed out of his mouth as he fainted.The head elder of the Ya...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.Xiang! I've seen him fight in the royal world. He's very powerful!" someone exclaimed.Shen Xiang! His name was well-known in the entire martial world, especially among young people since he was curren...