At that moment, both friend and foe were stunned.
Yan Lihui and Yi Jingwen had thought the situation was hopeless, but it had taken a dramatic turn in an instant.
Joy flooded their faces as they saw a glimmer of hope for victory.
"Purple Jade Palm!"
The purple-haired elder roared, his body erupting with a cataclysmic aura. He unleashed a powerful palm strike of violet light that shot forward with unstoppable, earth-shattering force!
The dark slash from Yan Lihui's blade was crushed head-on.
BAM!
He was sent flying back over twenty meters, several new wounds crisscrossing his body. A trickle of blood escaped the corner of his mouth.
"Don't get cocky! You will all be buried here today!"
The purple-haired elder's expression was sinister, his rage soaring to the heavens!
