This sudden swing of the blade caused Xia Chuan's heart to skip a beat, a flash of fear suddenly crossing his pupils.
Why was this?
It was because that soldier, facing the Sword Puppet's left arm, did not instinctively dodge, but instead raised the black long spear in hand, suddenly lifted his head, and soared into the sky, charging straight toward his face.
Sky Control?
This was no ordinary Beishuo soldier; it was clearly a genuine Xianyang Level expert!
Someone is hiding within the Beishuo Army, intending to kill me.
Whoosh...
The blood-red spearhead cut across the sky, stretching over a hundred meters. Xia Chuan's pupils showed tangible fear, then quickly pulled the strings, causing the originally forward-charging Red Silver Blade Puppet to immediately turn toward his body.
However, the speed of that blood-red spearhead was too fast.
Fast beyond terror, fast enough to shake the heavens and earth...
