Li Qingyu knew Li Qingxue was insulting her, yet even so, her words still disturbed her mindset a bit, making her shake with anger for a moment.
The gazes from those around her added a subtle scrutiny.
Li Qingyu was even more enraged: "Do you all want to die? How dare you be distracted at such a time!"
Others withdrew their gaze, but a subtle seed was planted in their hearts.
The blood-red small flag kept fluttering, and the surrounding fog remained undispersed.
The prodigies from each family utilized their secret techniques, unleashing countless mystical treasures upon the blood-colored Sword Dragon.
Xia Feng couldn't help clicking his tongue twice, somewhat distressed over the treasures.
However, their offensive did have some effect; the blood-colored Sword Dragon couldn't catch anyone and was frantically attacked, its energy visibly wilting.
Xia Feng's eyes slightly narrowed and he glanced at Xia Tianming, who immediately understood and stood by Li Qingxue.
