Seeing Lei Sword about to touch the man, Yue Qingchen tiptoed faintly on his toes.

His light body had already passed by several disciples of the Wuji Sect.

The whole person went forward at a very fast speed.

When the disciple was gloatingly waiting for Lei Zhan to face him.

A white figure passed by quickly from him.

Then, a strong wind whistled from the air.

He actually poked the man's eyes!!

Silent!!

The airflow came too suddenly.

By the time the man came to his senses, it was too late.

He retreated in a hurry, but was still one step late.

One eyeball has been poked...

Blood flowed down from the hollow eyes.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

In the originally lively and quiet market, a sharp roar came from the instant.

Everyone around the market stopped their movements and surrounded them according to the sound.

I only saw the disciple of Feihu Gate covering one of his eyes tightly.

Blood kept spilling down his fingers.

Standing opposite him, the woman in white dressed in elegant clothes, wrapped her arms around her chest and said expressionlessly-
Chapter completed!