The Sky-Slaying Demon Blade was fiercely slapped away by Hai Wuyan, and just as the demon blade halted its flight in mid-air, it transformed into that red silhouette.
Jian Tong's enchanting left cheek bore a shocking five-finger handprint.
It was precisely the handprint left by Hai Wuyan.
"Jian Tong!" In the distance, Shi Feng's furious roar rang out again, his head turned abruptly, glaring angrily at the Sea Witch Clan before him.
Jian Tong was slapped by this Sea Witch Clan because of him, how could he not be furious.
"Oh, what's the matter? Heartbroken, are you? Heartbroken over a sword, how quirky!" Hai Wuyan looked at Shi Feng and laughed again, appearing delighted.
"Die! I will make you die! You will die!" Shi Feng growled, his words biting.
"Oh, really?" Listening to Shi Feng's words and looking at his incredibly angry face, Hai Wuyan remained utterly indifferent.
