At that critical moment, the Qingyi Woman seemed to sense the danger and shifted her body slightly. The dark beam of light narrowly grazed her shoulder, tearing away flesh and sending a spray of blood. Blood instantly stained her cyan robes, blooming like a startling red plum blossom that struck fear into the heart.
Everyone was shocked, their hearts leaping into their throats. Zhang Zhi's eyes widened, burning with the flames of fury, and he roared, "You scoundrel, stop hurting people!" His voice was like a thunderclap, filled with boundless rage and majesty. With that, his sword moves grew even more ferocious, the sword shadows assaulting the mysterious figure like a violent storm. Every single sword strike carried fierce sword qi that tore through the air with a sharp, piercing whistle.
The mysterious figure let out a cold snort as a thick barrier of dark power formed before him, resembling a massive black wall that easily blocked Zhang Zhi's attack. Eerie lights flickered across the dark barrier, as if mocking Zhang Zhi's futility.
Chapter 32