ell be resurrected!" The man furrowed his brows tightly and took out a jade pendant, apparently using the telepathic technique.After a moment of silence, he exclaimed, "They're all dead! What's going...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.rstood the way of spatial could set up such boundaries.The Sword-soul Divine Tiger, trapped within the formation, could hardly escape. Now, there was only one path left for it: to fight these humans u...