The blue-clothed visitor had been forced back because he had made a miscalculation.
Wuqiong Bi really could block the metal blade for at least three seconds.
The problem was that when Bie Yanghong began to attack him with an unprecedentedly fearless stance, Wuqiong Bi, as his wife, naturally reacted.
Afterward, whether she understood Bie Yanghong's actions or was still confused and shocked, it was only naturally that her actions be sluggish.
Ultimately, the blade did not need three seconds to snap the threads of her horsetail whisk and tear through her sleeve.
Thus, just when the blue-clothed visitor felt that he had finally escaped, he saw a metal blade coming at him through the sky.
A roar brimming with anger and reluctance resounded through the sky and descended upon the mountains.
What followed was the howling of the air.
A straight line fell from the sky into a cliff, and one could faintly make out two figures at its front.