Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

’s memories, Shen Xiang understood that the Purple Robe Thieves indeed weren’t very cohesive, often arguing over profits. Spending five billion divine stones for their dead companion’s revenge seemed...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. with the temperature constantly increasing as if there was no limit. This was when Shen Xiang finally experienced the full horror of this kind of flame.A few layers of protection can temporarily shie...