Jiang Liu was also taken aback by Han Luo's move, unable to figure out what he meant.
Although he knew Han Luo harbored ill will toward him, Han Luo had always been exceptionally protective of Han Yi. He could not understand why Han Luo would do this.
"Wretch, how dare you!"
Jiang Liu had not yet had time to act when Han God opened his eyes and happened to see Han Luo attacking Han Yi. Furious, he immediately roared and shot toward Han Luo.
At the same time, he swung the longsword in his hand toward Han Luo, sending a pale-white wave of Primal Qi surging at him.
The space around Han Luo instantly solidified, directly sealed by Han God.
Although Han Luo was his most beloved disciple, there was absolutely no way he could allow him to harm his daughter.
Who knew whether Han Luo had truly made up his mind to betray the Frost Race? He actually struck Han God with a palm, dispelling Han God's attack.
At the same time, he raised the longsword in his hand and continued stabbing toward Han Yi.
However, before his longsword could pierce Han Yi, it was instantly frozen in place by a powerful aura.
Jiang Liu had already appeared above his head, looking down at him with an indifferent expression.
However, Han Luo did not stop. Taking advantage of the momentum, he turned the longsword in his hand and stabbed it toward Jiang Liu.
Only then did Jiang Liu sense that something was wrong with Han Luo's expression.
Had he been tainted by Dark Primal Qi? Jiang Liu was somewhat puzzled.
But why hadn't this problem appeared in anyone else?
Jiang Liu glanced at the others around him and found that their expressions all seemed normal. Only Han Luo was