1856: Chaotic Divine Fist!
In the blink of an eye, Bai Dongfeng and Lin Bai appeared before Zhang Yi and Ji Qingqing.
Zhang Yi and Ji Qingqing both wore grim expressions. After exchanging a glance, they saw that each of them had suffered grievous injuries. Their bodies were covered in blood, and they looked utterly battered.
Zhang Yi had inflicted multiple serious wounds on Ji Qingqing, while the sword Ji Qingqing had unleashed just now had nearly cost him his life.
"Senior Brother Bai Dongfeng actually went down there."
"Senior Brother Bai Dongfeng..."
When the martial artists aboard the Divine Dragon Spirit Boat saw the young man standing before Zhang Yi, their faces filled with astonishment.
Bai Dongfeng stood before Zhang Yi and glanced back at Lin Bai. He had a handsome, refined face, sword-like brows, and starry eyes. His heroic bearing was extraordinary, and an unrestrained air surrounded him, making him resemble an aristocratic young master.
A faint, icy light flickered in his eyes as he stared at Lin Bai.
Lin Bai wore a faint smile as he looked at Bai Dongfeng, then took another drink from his wine gourd.
Bai Dongfeng said coldly, "This was merely an ordinary sparring match, yet you incited Ji Qingqing to use her sword to harm others, nearly costing Zhang Yi his life."
Lin Bai sneered. "As you said, this was merely a simple sparring match. Then why did you have to offer Zhang Yi pointers, causing Ji Qingqing to suffer multiple serious injuries?"
"Don't you think what you did was disgraceful?"
"Are all the martial artists from the Divine Dragon Domain shameless people like you?"
Lin Bai gave a cold snort. His voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for every martial artist present to hear.
Upon hearing Lin Bai's words,