Jiang Shi's gaze suddenly swept around, scanning towards the other side of the area.
Only to see Qing Ling, Meng Fang, Lin Ruye, and others rapidly approaching.
"Master!"
"Elder!"
They exclaimed in surprise.
Yang Xuanqiong spat out blood, his hair and beard disheveled, and the injury on his arm started to heal rapidly. His expression changed drastically as he hurriedly shouted, "Fall back, quickly fall back!"
"Since you're here, leave an arm behind!"
Jiang Shi's eyes were cold as he raised a finger.
With a swish, a white light shot through, as if traversing space, landing instantly on Qing Ling's right arm, causing Qing Ling's expression to change. She let out a shrill scream, and her entire right arm shattered on the spot, disappearing without a trace.
Ah!
Qing Ling clutched her severed arm, her body quickly retreated, her face full of shock.
The others around her were also taken aback, looking towards Jiang Shi.
