Yin Liuting, the Wife-Protecting Maniac

As he watched the battle, Liuyun suddenly saw a blinding flash of Sword Light. Instinctively, he struck with a palm toward the direction from which the blade was sweeping. His palm force instantly formed a gigantic golden hand that came crashing down upon Dai Qiu Shang Lan.

Seeing this, Dai Qiu Shang Lan had no intention of confronting him head-on.

The reason he had targeted Liuyun's eyes earlier was merely because attacking that spot was most likely to provoke a reaction.

Just as Liuyun thrust out his palm, Dai Qiu Shang Lan's feet slid across the ground. He had already slipped beyond the range of Liuyun's palm force, then turned his sword and stabbed straight at Yang Buhui instead.

The sect mission he had received from the very beginning had been to capture Yang Buhui alive or kill her.

Thus, all his attacks against anyone else had been feints.

Yang Buhui was his true target!

At this moment, how could Liuyun possibly make it in time to save her after having just thrown that palm strike?

Yet on the other side, Ye Weiming's lips curled into a sly smile, as though his scheme had succeeded.

Dai Qiu Shang Lan really was too impatient!

Ye Weiming had been wary of such an expert lurking in the shadows. As far as their mission was concerned, he had always been a massive hidden danger. That was why Ye Weiming had deliberately distanced himself from Liuyun and Yang Buhui—to lure him out and kill him.

For this, he had even prepared a series of follow-up measures.

He had not expected the man to be so impatient. The plan had only revealed the tip of the iceberg, yet he had already leaped out, rendering Ye Weiming's many subsequent arrangements completely useless.

Still, that saved him