Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Mo Wenxin was suddenly startled, his emotions clearly tinged with tension.
"Brother Lin, be careful. If he launches a sneak attack, everyone on your side will be in great danger."
"Don't worry, it's not a big problem!" Lin Xuan waved a hand and turned his gaze toward the battle in the sky.
The battlefield was locked in a stalemate. Neither side seemed able to do anything to the other.
There was an exception, however—Long Ze.
He could not transform into a flood dragon now and could only fight in human form, leaving his combat strength slightly weaker.
"Get lost!"
Yu Xing suddenly slashed out with his sword. The Law of Sharpness intertwined with the power erupting from that top-tier sword heart, and the strike actually shattered Long Ze's defenses, leaving a ghastly sword wound across his chest.
Long Ze was sent flying by the slash, blood pouring from him. Had that sword strike been any stronger, it might have cleaved him apart.
At that moment, the prodigies on Lin Xuan's side changed expression and immediately sought to rescue him.
But Yu Xing clearly would not give them the chance. He soared through the air with sword in hand, moving at a speed so fast it was outrageous.
"Savages should have the awareness of savages. You're the first; next, it'll be their turn."
"Hehe..."
His arrogant words resounded through the heavens as sword light poured down from above, shrouding Long Ze.
Long Ze's gaze sharpened, his aura surging around him as signs of transformation into a dragon began to appear.
Yet he quickly calmed his aura, and the panic in his eyes completely receded.
"Brother Lin?"
Mo Wenxin turned his head in horror, only to discover that Lin Xuan had vanished.
Then, from the corner of his