A strong sense of danger enveloped her, and Ye Xiyue instinctively tensed up, her eyes fixed on the front.
Everyone was shocked by this sudden change, and there was deathly silence all around. Only the sound of the man's footsteps came from the white mist, and fell heavily on everyone's ears.
Yes, those are indeed footsteps!
Ye Xiyue was not sure at first, but now she could see the outline of the other party's figure, and everything was answered naturally.
The man was extremely tall, burly and strong. He walked forward step by step, not very fast, but inexplicably making people nervous.
That one blow seemed to have stepped heavily on the person's heart, making one's chest feel tight.
Ye Xiyue held her breath.
Finally, the figure came closer from the white mist, and she could see his face clearly.
It was a tall man, wearing broken black armor and stained with black and red blood. He looked like he had just experienced a tragic war.
He wore a black armor on his head, only the lower half of his face was exposed, with a high nose and thin lips. He looked to be in his thirties, and his whole body exuded a chilling and bloody aura.
And the eyes behind the armor are deep and hollow...
He has no eyes!
Ye Xiyue met those "eyes" with her eyebrows slightly condensed.
She finally understood what the clicking sound she heard just now was - this man had black shackles on his feet, and the dull footsteps just now were caused by the shackles falling heavily on the ground.
In a short period of time, countless speculations flashed through her mind: Who is this man, and why is he here? And the shackles on his feet may also be hiding something...
What's more important is that this man doesn't have any popularity at all!
He stood there, filled with a cold and cold atmosphere, like a walking corpse.
But Ye Xiyue's intuition was different. She felt that this man had his own thoughts!
Everyone felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
The people who came here today are all the most outstanding people of the Baili clan. However, now standing here, facing this man whose face cannot even be seen clearly, many people feel fear and awe - that is when facing this man.
The instinctive reaction of the strong!
In other words, this man is stronger than these people here!
Then, he is at least a mid-level spiritual saint!
A hoarse voice came from the man's mouth:
"Who is coming?!"
With a crash, the terrifying pressure rolled in like thunder!
Ye Xiyue's ears were buzzing, Qi and blood surged in her chest, and even the spiritual energy around her body surged uncontrollably!
She was secretly shocked: The other party just said a word and almost made them unable to resist. This shows how terrifying his strength is!
If they really take action, even if they have a large number of people, they may not be able to get any benefits from the other party.
At this moment, she felt a warm force coming from the back of her hand, and the pressure around her body instantly eased a lot.
She tilted her head slightly to meet the eyes of God Shitian.
Ye Xiyue calmly shook her head, indicating that she was fine.
Then, she looked at the man in black armor, took a step forward, cupped her fists and saluted:
"Junior Ye Xiyue, I have met my senior! I am here today. I have no intention of offending you. If I have offended you, I hope you will forgive me."
The man "looked" at Ye Xiyue.
The "eyes" hidden behind the helmet were extremely cold and indifferent.
At this moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and a broad bronze sword appeared instantly, going straight forward!