C398 Killing Intent Threads

"Hmph! Isn't it a bit premature to make such claims? We'll soon see who's right."

Jue Wuqing retorted.

With a sudden surge, a blood-red mist erupted from the Blood Sword, transforming into tendrils of blood that rapidly ensnared Ye Lan.

Each thread was incredibly resilient, exuding an unspeakable ferocity.

As soon as these blood threads materialized, they shot out from every direction