A figure shot out with a maniacal laugh, striking Xu Qing with his palm. The powerful force of the blow nearly shattered the very air, and Xu Qing was sent flying, spitting a mouthful of blood in mid-flight.
The figure then laughed wildly and reached for the Dragon Bell, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Haha, mine! It's mine!"
This sudden turn of events stunned everyone. The few young disciples from the Jade Balance Sect were still reeling from the shock.
Xu Luo had just sensed someone approaching, but their speed was too great. By the time he could shout a warning, it was already over.
While suppressing the Dragon Bell, Xu Luo had scanned the area for dozens of miles with his Divine Thought but had found nothing out of the ordinary.
