The next sounds were some rustling noises, as Xia Feng waved his hand and instructed the other ladies to hide.
He narrowed his eyes and stood there holding his sword, casually stopping Li Qingxue who was about to deal with that sword qi.
Li Qingyu's figure quickly appeared, and she was startled upon seeing the three of them.
But she quickly realized something, the corners of her lips curled into a slightly cold smile.
"Sister, what a coincidence, indeed."
Behind Li Qingyu, at least twenty Celestial Tier Eighth and Ninth Layer Martial Gods followed, all glaring unfriendly at Xia Feng and the others.
Li Qingyu stepped forward, standing at the front: "Boy, though I don't know your name, today your luck is about to end."
The Martial Gods surrounded them on both sides, seemingly ready to encircle Xia Feng and eliminate him directly.
Xia Feng still didn't move, even testingly attempting to beckon the two strands of sword qi with his Heaven-Burying Sword.
