Jiang Ping swooped down, and when he saw Lin Bai catch An Chuxue first, his expression immediately turned cold. "Brat, hand that woman over to me. Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
Jiang Ping stared at Lin Bai with Baleful Intent in his eyes. As he spoke, he clenched his fists, and a force quietly began to gather.
Jiang Ping was also at the consummate level of the Death Reversal Realm, but his strength was far inferior to An Chuxue's. Before Lin Bai, he was even less worth mentioning.
Facing Jiang Ping's threat, Lin Bai let out a cold laugh and called softly, "Lin Ye!"
Roar—
A roar that shook heaven and earth rang out.
From the Frostfire Tribe's spirit boat, a three-meter-tall brawny man shot into the sky, his roar as terrifying as a beast's.
Jiang Ping's entire body trembled. When he turned around, he happened to see the burly man flying straight at him. With both fists clenched, those enormous fists, as huge as iron plates, hammered toward his face.
As this punch came crashing in, Jiang Ping's pupils instantly widened, and he hurriedly gathered spiritual power to resist.
But when Lin Ye's punch came down, there was only a crisp crack. The spiritual barrier around Jiang Ping shattered like glass, and his entire body was sent flying by Lin Ye's punch. He flipped through several somersaults in midair before finally stabilizing himself.
After steadying himself, Jiang Ping clutched his chest in terror and used all his strength to suppress the surging blood and qi inside him. His pupils were filled with shock as he stared at Lin Ye in disbelief.
"This man's strength is actually this terrifying!"
Jiang Ping's mind was filled with horror.
Just then, Lin Ye charged forward. Every step he took on the empty air struck