Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

eing slightly powerful, all the other places were not worth mentioning. Yet, this kind of "powerhouse" appeared in front of her.“Dragon An is my eldest son, my uncle. Three hundred years ago, he was s...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.avens Sacred Sword pointed at this tree.Scenery walked around the huge tree and didn’t find anything unusual. He looked at it again using his Dao Heart Eye but still couldn’t see anything.He also felt...