Han Fengqiu also felt chills run down his back. He almost blurted out ‘Don’t touch me!’ when he saw the tiger running at him. But he had been a cultivator for many years already, so his will was incredibly tough. He knew it definitely wasn’t the time to panic.

The longsword in his hand turned into a streak of sword ki, flying toward Zu An’s acupoint. If Zu An continued to chase after Hu Xin, he would definitely be severely injured by the attack. If Han Fengqiu managed to save Hu Xin, however, even though the tiger’s front claws had been removed, he was still a cultivator at the peak of the ninth rank. They would still have a good chance if they worked together.

When he saw the incoming sword, Zu An took a step forward. It was almost as if he had warped through spacetime, instantly reappearing in front of Hu Xin. Before the tiger’s disbelieving eyes, Zu An’s sword removed his head.

Zu An looked gloomy as he said, “And that sword was...