C214 An Imperfect Sword Formation

"Hiss ~"

Jiang Zuixue's entire being was filled with incomparable rage. She immediately channeled the spirit energy with her hand and fiercely slapped behind him.

"Boom!"

However, what Jiang Zuixue did not expect was that at this moment, there was no one behind her, not even a ghost shadow could be seen.

"Faint Soul!"

Jiang Zuixue's face flushed red as she scolded in embarrassment and anger