C379 They Were in the Tiger's Mouth Again

Suddenly, a chilling presence loomed behind, a sword aimed at Xuanniang. Nangong Han's heart skipped a beat as he quickly turned around, only to find the blade inches from his nose. Without hesitation, he grabbed the sword tightly with his right hand and delivered a powerful kick to the attacker, sending them flying.

The assailant hit the ground hard, eyes shut, fate uncertain