"Yao Lun, what are you doing?!"
Xia Xinqin's green gauze dress fluttered though there was no wind. A hazy mist coiled around her body as her aura surged, and her voice was frigid with anger.
HSSSS—
With a wave of her hand, Xia Xinqin created a ripple in the void that directly repelled the Celestial Roc Fist.
VMMM—
Xia Xinqin retreated several steps. The Green Jade Long Sword beneath her feet trembled slightly and veered off course.
"Careful—" Xia Xinqin cried out.
She moved to steady Ye Tianling.
'The Green Jade Long Sword has veered off course. Isn't Ye Tianling, who's still standing on it, in grave danger?'
But Ye Tianling didn't look flustered at all. Instead, his gaze was fixed coldly on the Golden-winged Little Roc, Yao Lun.
Yao Lun did not retreat. After that one punch, his eyes grew even more savage.
Xia Xinqin's intervention made him even more irritable and furious.
