Qin Xingqing was racing towards the direction where Xiao Qiang was, but at this moment, an intense sense of crisis surged in his heart!
His complexion turned icy cold instantly!
"Courting death!" He immediately sensed the direction of the erupting force and without any hesitation, punched directly toward the sky. His fist was his best weapon, and his own strength was his most formidable support.
A punch had already coalesced in the sky and clashed directly with the sword of moonlight.
The moment his punch confronted the sword of moonlight, an incredulous expression flowed from his eyes. "Such a powerful sword of moonlight!" This sword of moonlight was actually about to pierce through his punch, a truly formidable feat. But what shocked him even more was the wielder of this sword radiance.
It wasn't Xiao Qiang, but actually Princess Jingrong!
