Luo Qingtong looked at them with a subtle smile, saying nothing.
Holy General Realm?
If it were only the Holy General Realm, she wouldn't dare be so audacious.
However, Luo Qingtong didn't expect the people from Qingfeng Pavilion to appear here.
Her gaze shifted to the Great Elder who had climbed up from the ground, and the Qingfeng Pavilion Master and others not far behind him.
The Great Elder had only just gotten up.
The strike Luo Qingtong had controlled through Little Tyrant Yuan had seriously injured him.
Looking at Luo Qingtong's expression, he seemed quite uncertain and doubtful.
One thing was clear—the dead fatty couldn't have struck him down.
So, was it this girl who did it?!
Seeing Luo Qingtong's absolutely stunning yet youthful face, the Great Elder felt as if he had hit a dead end.
A little girl like this, with one move, knocked him away?!
How could this be possible?!
The Great Elder refused to believe this!
