At this moment, the world in Xiao Feng’s eyes was only black and white. All unnecessary senses were temporarily closed. The flow of time seemed to be slowed down. Everything around became slow.

It could be clearly seen that a piece of yellow leaf was as arduous as it was in the water, slowly falling by Xiao Feng’s side, and then instantly disintegrated into powder like a broken bubble.

At the same time, there was black sword aura lingering around Qing’er one ...