Four Alien Clan Half-Saints had all died in the blink of an eye.
Sigh.
Having neatly dealt with the last one, Ye Xuan sat down heavily, taking several deep breaths. After all, the enemies were four Half-Saint powerhouses; ordinary Sixth Grade Martial Venerates would likely have perished long ago. This made him feel a slight fatigue.
"Whoosh!"
Just after Ye Xuan had dealt with the last person, the distant forest suddenly resounded with the sound of air being sliced. Ye Xuan was shocked and quickly grasped his long sword. However, he soon relaxed as he saw the figure of Zuo Shi.
"Ye Xuan!"
Zuo Shi landed in the clearing and immediately saw Ye Xuan covered in blood, her face turning pale with fright as she hurried over.
"This is someone else's blood, I'm fine."
Ye Xuan waved at her.
