Baiyu stepped back, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
Anyone who sees an eyeball in a hole in the wall at midnight would be startled; it's a subconscious reaction.
However, after the initial fright, a rush of nameless anger surged to his heart.
"Playing tricks like a ghost."
He glanced sideways, and the red armor of the Mechanical Armament covered him layer by layer, turning him into a fiery armored figure.
At this moment, Cang Yan also leaped out from the blanket.
"Mad Eagle Slash!"
Blood Qi surged within him.
Baiyu clenched the long blade tightly in both hands, a giant eagle's screech echoed behind him, the fiery Sword Qi swept through like a wave, fiercely striking the wall.
With a cracking sound, the entire wall shattered into countless pieces.
Amidst the flying dust.
Baiyu, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, agilely leapt next door, slashing the long blade towards the shadow in the darkness.
"Die!!"
Swish.
Blood Qi trembled.
