His interference finally couldn't continue to stop Duanhun Xiaobiu from moving the long flute in his hand. 。The Soul Slasher's eyes flashed with cold light. Just as he was about to unleash his attack...In a single leap, Tang Wulin had already soared into the air. He did not release his martial soul because from the opponent's previous ability to transform into mist using their spirit ability, he could see that his own martial soul would be of little use. 。an before. As he hung in mid-air, he spun once, his right hand shooting out five massive dark golden blades of light that plummeted towards Huo Jie. 。The golden dragon claw! At over fifteen meters...