"No one can save you."
After dealing with Snake Ghost Bai, Mai Jiaxiu looked arrogantly toward Liu Lieyang.
Liu Lieyang's face was deathly pale.
It seems I'll probably be buried here today. I only regret that I couldn't protect Miss and have let Master down.
Elder Ying attacked at that moment as well, his pressure sweeping toward Liu Lieyang like a gale sweeping across the land.
The pressure brought by Elder Ying's Third-Rank Origin Sect Realm cultivation was something Liu Lieyang, a Twelfth-Rank Origin Emperor, could not withstand.
Within that pressure, Liu Lieyang was like a lone boat on the sea.
Is this the end...
Liu Lieyang was unwilling to accept it, but there was nothing he could do. A single rank's difference was a chasm, to say nothing of Elder Ying being an entire major realm and several minor ranks above him. Unless a miracle occurred, he would surely die.
Elder Ying flashed forward, turning into an afterimage as he appeared before Liu Lieyang. His right hand formed a claw and reached for Liu Lieyang's throat. If nothing unexpected happened, Elder Ying's claw would rip out Liu Lieyang's entire windpipe.
Holding his spear in one hand, Liu Lieyang could not even see Elder Ying's move clearly. He could only feel that his life had entered its countdown.
But at this razor-thin moment between life and death—
Jiang Ansha moved. He pointed into the void, and Elder Ying's hand, along with his arm, exploded with a bang! into a cloud of blood mist.
Elder Ying had been wearing a fierce expression, but it turned into terror at that moment.
There's an expert here!
Elder Ying was horrified. He retreated to Mai Jiaxiu's side, his right arm completely gone as blood poured ceaselessly from the wound.
A Source Sect Realm expert