The blood rain fell, but Ye Fan stood proudly below, his entire body stained with not a drop of blood. All the blood that fell on him was shaken off by the surging Gang Qi, disappearing into nothingness.
The scene froze, time stopped.
Whether it was the six supreme talents in the sky, or the contestants and spectators in the canyon below, all stared wide-eyed at Ye Fan's proud figure, filled with disbelief.
"How did Zorro's servant, Sha Ke, die?"
After a brief silence, a young sword-wielding cultivator couldn't help but ask.
He was someone who loved gossip.
Earlier, upon his arrival at Bei Hai Canyon, he had been investigating everything about it.
Just now, because he was too weak, he couldn't see how Ye Fan attacked. He only saw Sha Ke charge at Ye Fan and then his head exploded, turning into a pile of flesh and blood!
