Thud, thud, thud!...
Sky Dragon Sword Saint retreated several steps, each step sank deeply into the ground, and by the last step, almost half of his left leg was buried in the earth before he could barely stabilize himself.
His eyes were filled with astonishment and shock; he never imagined that Ling Feng would have such a trump card at the last moment.
This scene renewed hope in the eyes of the disciples and elders at the East Spirit Immortal Pond.
"That's wonderful! Senior Brother Ling is not dead!"
"Oh my god, am I dreaming? He... he actually repelled a Saint Level expert!"
Tuoba Yan, Qing Ping Fairy, Chu Tiange, Ning Guichen, and others were all overjoyed.
"I knew it, he wouldn't die, he absolutely wouldn't die!"
Tuoba Yan was moved to tears; it was only at the moment Ling Feng was about to die that she realized her feelings for him were so deep.
"Good people don't last long, but mischief endures for a thousand years! He's such a bad person!"
