"Calm down, stop causing trouble. Call your master out; you're no match for me!"
Looking at the somewhat fearful Modao Zi before him, Bai Xiaofan's lips curved into a gentle smile, resembling how an elder would speak to a youngster, without any trace of blame or confrontation!
Wow!
A stir erupted!
Upon seeing the terrifying scene in mid-air, everyone was in an uproar. Not only the Blood Demon clan, but even the members of the Demon clan were shocked!
What is happening?
Why does it seem like Modao Zi's sword is being restrained by invisible forces?
Why has Modao Zi's incredibly sharp sword been unable to advance even a bit?
Why can it not make any progress beyond just a mere three inches?
Although earlier, when Bai Xiaofan was meditating with closed eyes, Modao Zi had also stabbed Bai Xiaofan with his sword, but the result was not even able to pierce Bai Xiaofan's garment.
Anyhow, wasn't it still a strike on Bai Xiaofan's body?
