Just then, a huge black sword descended from the sky, falling straight down!
The sword blazed with rolling flames, where an overwhelming murderous intent and ancient aura intertwined, exuding an endless intent of death.
"Bang!"
The black sword plunged directly into the ground in front of the elder and Bai Ling, separating the two, and the ground cracked in all directions!
As if it would shatter at any moment!
Ripples even spread across the ground, causing some lower-level cultivators to subconsciously take several steps back.
Just as no one had recovered from their shock, a cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"Hey, old immortal, no one is qualified to touch a friend of Ren Feifan! Otherwise, death!"
The next second, a shadow also fell from the sky, and the sound of its howling was incessant.
"Boom!"
Soon, everyone in sight saw a giant tiger, with a mysterious young man sitting on top of it!
