"Clang!"
The clear sound of the sword's hum suddenly echoed throughout the sky.
A sword-light flew from Qian Baimao's body, stabbing straight toward the dried-up old man's heart!
This scene not only shocked the dried-up old man and the middle-aged man with the surname Yuan, but even Qian Baimao himself showed a look of astonishment.
However, the dried-up old man was just too close, making it impossible to avoid this sword strike.
But this old man, worthy of being one of the formidable figures among the True Martial cultivators, instinctively transformed his blood energy into a blood-colored armor to shield his chest in the face of this sudden sword strike!
Yet his expression quickly changed drastically!
The sword-light was extremely compressed and effortlessly pierced through the blood-colored armor, driving straight toward the heart's location!
At the instant when the sword-light touched the chest, a sound like a clash of metal and jade was heard.
