Chapter 72: Raking in Points

The phantom-like cyan light abruptly froze in midair.

To Wu Jun's astonishment, a streak of Sword Qi, so condensed it seemed tangible, appeared from nowhere and effortlessly swept across the Cyan-faced Fox's neck.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment. Then, warm liquid splattered across Wu Jun's face. He stared blankly as the previously ferocious Cyan-faced Fox's head silently separated from its body. It crashed to the ground, still holding its pouncing posture, and kicked up a cloud of dust. The beast's eyes still held a lingering glint of bloodthirsty ferocity, though the light within them had completely faded.

Almost simultaneously, a heavy, muffled BANG echoed from Wang Pan's direction.

Wang Pan was struggling to raise his broadsword, preparing to forcefully block the terrifying pale fireball about to spew from the Cyan Flame Wolf's jaws. He could already feel the scorching waves of the flames.