A hurried voice suddenly came from the void.
At the same time,
Just as the blade-light Yang Qingyun had unleashed was about to descend upon Gu Wanchun, a streak of azure light struck across the void and slammed into the blade-light.
Bang!
A violent energy shockwave erupted, sweeping across the vacuum for hundreds upon hundreds of zhang and causing the entire sky to tremble.
The blade-light was blocked by the impact.
At the same time,
A sleeve swept through the void, and an invisible force rippled outward like flowing water.
Gu Wanchun's horribly wounded body seemed to be tugged by an invisible force, flying sideways toward the other side.
In the space of a breath,
Gu Wanchun had already fallen into the hands of the person who had spoken.
"Who are you? Are you planning to interfere in this battle?"
Yang Qingyun held the Thunderclap Saber in his hand, his figure suspended in the void. His gaze fixed on the figure in the distant void who had rescued Gu Wanchun, and a trace of killing intent flashed through his eyes.
The one who had rescued Gu Wanchun was a middle-aged martial artist with a goatee,
with the aura of the early Cave-Heaven stage.
The two of them seemed to know each other.
But Yang Qingyun did not care. If the other party could not give him an explanation, he would simply kill them both.
He made no move,
but merely maintaining his suspended posture in the void was enough to make the middle-aged man with a goatee who had intervened and rescued someone nearby feel a bone-chilling terror!
The muscles on the middle-aged man with a goatee's face twitched, and a wave of dread welled up in his heart.
Don't be fooled by how young this boy before him was.