"Hmm? That old schemer?"
Hearing her big brother's words, a hint of confusion flickered in Little Nine's beautiful eyes.
Then—
She felt a pure, gentle spiritual energy flow from the spot where her brother's palm pressed against her and into her body.
In an instant, it soothed the restless, churning qi and blood inside her. It felt incredibly comfortable.
"All right. Go down and rest. Leave him to me," Ye Fan said.
"Okay."
Just moments ago, she had been the stubborn, proud leader of the Divine Phoenix Clan.
But now, she was like an obedient little cat.
As Ye Fan's words fell, Little Nine quickly retreated.
"Clang!"
Just as that seemingly invincible azure Sword Aura was about to reach him, the Nine Luminaries Dragon Spear in Ye Fan's hand let out a clear dragon's cry.
Like a true dragon emerging from the abyss, it pierced through the void.
It thrust straight at a certain point on the incoming azure Sword Aura.
"Crack..."
The Sword Aura, which had just been vibrating at high frequency, shattered outright with Ye Fan's tap of Spear Light.
"Huh?"
This scene
fell into Yu Hua Shen's eyes, and it truly surprised him slightly.
Because
he discovered that the young man from the Human Race who had just appeared had struck with his spear
at a point that was almost perfectly precise.
It had landed directly on the weak point of his Sword Light.
At this moment, for an instant, he was still somewhat unsure.
Was that strike a coincidence, or had it been done intentionally?
If it was the former, then it could only be said that this Human Race spear-wielding martial artist before him had gotten lucky as hell.
But if it was the latter, then this young Human Race martial artist was somewhat impressive.