Bu Chou was only a hundred zhang away, but the Heavenly King Flute was still five hundred zhang away.
Wang Qi, flying swiftly through the air, suddenly hurled a ring forward with all his might. "Give it to Yan Vice Head Sect Leader..."
The ring shot out like a falling star.
The shadow of the staff, already above his head, halted.
Bu Chou's eyes nearly split with fury as he abandoned his attack on Wang Qi. His body abruptly accelerated, and he swung his staff at the ring flying through the air!
Ning Zaifei desperately urged his power, flashing across a hundred zhang of space. With a loud shout, the Heavenly King Flute in his hand struck the head of the Wind Cloud Staff with a ding.
His other hand suddenly formed a black vortex and reached for the ring.
A kick from Bu Chou came out of nowhere.
Boom!
There was nowhere to brace themselves in the void, and the two were simultaneously sent flying back by the impact.
The Heavenly King Flute met the Wind Cloud Staff, while palm and foot collided at the same time.
The ring between them, under the surging flood of boundless spiritual energy, was like a tiny black dot. Suddenly, it was blasted straight into the sky.
Wang Qi's already powerless body rolled and tumbled downward like a stone with no control over itself. As he fell, he spat blood.
"Wuuu!~~~"
With a violent howl of wind, the Wind Cloud Staff suddenly shook and became a vortex soaring into the heavens. It came crashing down over Ning Zaifei's head without regard for anything else.
As it fell, the head of the staff swayed like the neck of a nimble snake. Huge lotuses appeared in the air, their petals, calyxes, and stamens all clearly