Yan Tingfeng's pupils constricted sharply, and his heart spasmed intensely.
Clearly, the sword hadn't struck him, yet he felt pain throughout his entire body. Even breathing was unbearable.
But he was trapped in place, unable to bear it for her.
Blood flowed from the corner of Ye Wanlan's lips, strikingly beautiful, a shocking sight.
Her arms trembled as she slowly raised them, grabbing the sword hilt Lan Wanye had stabbed towards her.
Then, decisively and ruthlessly, she pulled it out!
The blood gushed out even more violently, red filling the eyes.
Even for a top-level martial artist, a wound like this would result in severe injury, near death.
Ye Wanlan swallowed a pill and quickly raised her hand to seal her accupoints.
The bleeding stopped, and the wound began to heal rapidly.
Seeing this, Lou Susu breathed a sigh of relief, but her nerves were still tense, not daring to relax at all.
Lan Wanye hadn't used her full strength, yet the battle was already so difficult.
