At this moment, within the formation, tens of thousands of longswords shimmering with a cold light had already solidified. Each longsword seemed to have slaughtered tens of thousands of people, exuding a chilling coldness that made one shiver involuntarily!
"Damn Bai Xiaofan, if you're a man, come out and face me in a fight. Hiding and setting up formations, what kind of man are you?"
Feeling the threat of these thousands of longswords, the War Ghost couldn't give a damn about saving face and immediately shouted loudly, his eyes locked onto every move around him, fearing an ambush of thousands of swords piercing his heart!
Liu Mu, due to fear, was now standing behind the War Ghost. The two of them stood back to back, each facing one direction, increasing their chances of survival!
