As soon as this sword was drawn, the ringing sound echoed across half the sky.
Many disciples with lower cultivation techniques immediately felt distracted, and a throbbing pain came from the temples on their heads.
Ji Ningshuang shook her longsword in mid-air, and just as everyone's eyes were fixed on the golden light, suddenly, Ji Ningshuang vanished.
Ah————
Everyone let out exclamations!!!
While the entire crowd searched for Ji Ningshuang, she appeared two yards behind Chu Yi.
Before Chu Yi could understand what was happening, she swung a sword at him.
Chu Yi heard the sound, which was quite strange.
He turned his body 180 degrees, and aimed a Tyrant Wild Fist in Ji Ningshuang's direction.
Poof!
In the blink of an eye, Chu Yi's fist became a bloody mess.
If that were all, it wouldn't matter much.
The problem was, Chu Yi suddenly felt his eyes go black, unable to see anything.
As for his head, a terrifying pain hit him.
