Xiang Beifei was startled by a coffin that seemed like a ghostly figure, and he wasn't in a good mood. This time, he couldn't be bothered to say a word, and with a tremor in his hand, the Wufeng sword's light instantly swept out!
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed a white beam in the air, carrying the momentum of Spiritual Power, and struck the coffin immediately!
Clang!
The sharp sword light emitted a metallic clash on the coffin, causing sparks to burst forth!
This wooden coffin was incredibly sturdy, with a formidable aura seemingly contained within, boldly withstanding Xiang Beifei's strike!
Though the coffin was unscathed by Xiang Beifei's attack, it retreated, standing not far off, seemingly unwilling to clash directly with Xiang Beifei again, only presenting its dark, silent lid to him.
Xiang Beifei frowned, flames already igniting on the sword light, intending to chop the coffin down for firewood!
