Like a meteor, the lightning finger power descended from the sky, aimed directly at Liu Feiyue's brow.
Everyone who saw the finger power arcing through the air was frozen in place. No one dared to move; they could only watch helplessly. Anyone courageous enough to step forward would undoubtedly become cannon fodder, obliterated by this single strike.
But, just as the finger light was about to reach Liu Feiyue, a bewitching shadow abruptly appeared before her. With a single sword deflecting the attack, it surprisingly blocked the finger light.
CLANG!
The crisp, piercing sound instantly resonated. At the moment the finger power exploded, sparks flew in all directions. The bewitching shadow was driven back more than a dozen steps, but Shentu Yan's aerial finger strike had, astonishingly, been blocked.
"This person can actually block Shentu Yan's attack?"
