"Yu'er! Why don't you leave first? I'll stay behind and fight those two to the death!" Yun Qingping's handsome face was now covered in dust, making him look utterly bedraggled. Yet before Feng Yu'er, he still maintained the proper poise, standing behind her and not losing a man's bearing.
Feng Yu'er immediately shook her head. "Senior Brother Yun, don't panic. If we flee a little farther and find a suitable spot, it isn't as though we have no strength to fight. Besides, they're also in the Foundation Establishment Realm. They're merely superior in Art Methods and combat experience. How can we admit defeat so easily?"
Yun Qingping sighed. "It can only be so!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
"Junior Sister Yu'er, watch out!" Yun Qingping cried out, forming hand seals and flinging a hand behind him.
Thundercloud Arc Shield! A dark, semicircular shield formed, sheltering both him and Feng Yu'er behind it.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
A succession of Sword Qi bolts shot over from afar, striking the arc shield again and again, all of them blocked by it.
Feng Yu'er formed hand seals, and a short spike rose at her side before shooting out like a bolt, heading straight for a gray figure in the distance.
"Clang!"
The gray figure appeared to casually wave a hand. A flash of yellow light sent Feng Yu'er's short spike flying back.
At that critical moment, another red figure swiftly flew overhead, cutting off the pair's retreat.
It was a woman in red. Holding a short spike, she placed its tip against her lips and extended her tongue to give it a light lick. Then she chuckled. "Little sister, why are you running? Let big sister cherish you properly! Tsk, tsk, tsk, what exquisite features! Today, I can turn that face of yours into part of