Facing the Soul Severing Hook whistling toward him, a murderous glint flashed through Wu Tian's eyes. This man had gone too far, and he was getting angry.
Tongyou Qi circulated within him as azure radiance swirled around his body. He was just about to use Wind Escape and give the old bastard a vicious blow.
At that moment, however, a black wind swept over, shrouding the sky above the Dining Hall.
A palm reached out from within the black wind and grabbed the razor-sharp Soul Severing Hook directly.
Man Xiongmu emerged from the black wind. The palm formed from the black wind gripped the Soul Severing Hook, hovering before him.
The vicious blade hummed violently, as if it might tear the palm apart and break free at any moment.
"Liu Yusheng, you've got some nerve."
"You dare touch my disciple?"
Wu Tian had already scurried behind Man Xiongmu. Standing on the wind and relying on his master's power, he barked at Liu Yusheng like a dog.
"Old bastard, if we weren't surrounded by witnesses on the mountain, I would have used Wind Escape and bitten your throat off."
Liu Yusheng recalled the Soul Severing Hook, his expression extremely ugly. "Senior Brother Man Xiong, this beast is yours? Your disciple?"
Man Xiongmu used the One Qi Capturing Hand to restrain the Soul Severing Hook. The enormous Yin Wind hand hovered behind him, its momentum soaring to the heavens and displaying astonishing power.
"That's right. What, are you planning to kill a disciple of Qiyun Cave?"
Liu Yusheng had not expected this white dog to be a disciple of Qiyun Cave. Yet with everyone watching, if he backed down now, where would his dignity go? He could only bite the bullet and say, "This beast... it injured Junior Brother Huang from the