Originally, there was no one around, but Li Sisui felt as if the small space where he was standing was now crowded with countless people, and he could not move an inch.
Before Li Sixui could make any other move, he saw the six-tailed man's palm slowly rotate.
Like a cloud-piercing messenger, Li Sisui was drawn by an invisible force, slowly approaching the six-tailed man, as if being wrapped by the tongue of a man-eating beast and dragged step by step towards its gaping maw.
A barely audible sigh escaped Li Sisui's lips, like the farewell of a nobody, silent and unnoticed.
The sky left no trace of my wings, but I have flown. Perhaps this is the destiny of a nobody.
Li Sisui watched the six-tailed man getting closer and closer, and the bright red light emanating from his single eye. It was like a rolling tide of history, engulfing countless humble and weak lives like Li Sisui, carrying mountains of corpses and seas of blood, moving forward with great momentum. How many could stand at the forefront of the tide?
Clang clang
A crisp sound of a sword being drawn brought Li Sisui, who had been lost in thought, back to reality.
Then, with a "poof," the flying sword seemed to pierce into a wad of cotton wool without any resistance.
The dark blade pierced the back of the six-tailed man's heart, flew out from his chest, circled once in the air, and then "whooshed" back into the air behind him.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the void behind the six-tailed man.
Dressed in pristine white, with sharp features and a long sword on his back, he appeared like a sword immortal descended to earth, untouched by worldly affairs.
The man in white appeared out of thin air and pierced the back of the six-tailed man who had previously resembled a demon god.
After being pierced by the flying sword, the six-tailed man's once robust body seemed to lose its support. He swayed but did not fall down immediately. Instead, his knees buckled and he knelt heavily on the ground, his head drooping down.
Until you get close, you can no longer see the distorted and terrifying face. The once bright red eye has completely dimmed and become empty and lifeless.
The six-tailed man's posture at this moment seemed to be kneeling in gratitude to some unknown place ahead, or like a soldier fighting to the last moment on the battlefield, honorable even in defeat, having lived up to expectations.
The power that had been controlling Li Sisui also disappeared, and Li Sisui was thrown to the ground.
However, the landing position was not quite right. He fell headfirst, and after hitting the ground, Li Sisui felt his head buzzing and his neck felt like it had been broken.
The white-robed man made no move, floating lightly towards Li Sisui. However, he noticed that the wound left by the flying sword on the six-tailed man did not bleed at all.
Instead, a wisp of black smoke, like mist or dust, drifted out from the wound and disappeared immediately, which was extremely strange!
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