At once, Wei Zhen and He Feng hurriedly worked together to maneuver the two true dragons, tightening their circle as they spiraled around each other to form a gigantic sphere. Just then, the blood-colored giant suddenly thrust out a hand, jabbing straight into the space between the dragons.
A tremendous boom rang out. The blood-colored giant exploded on the spot, its boundless sea of blood transforming into billions of high-explosive bullets. The two true dragons were instantly blown apart, and even the Starry Sky Boat overhead shuddered and rang under the frenzied blast. Caught in the violent explosion, Wei Zhen and He Feng were hurled backward.
"Not good! Follow me!" Sun Yewang shouted. He flung open the hatch of the Starry Sky Boat and shot out first. The Outer Sect Disciples charged out after him. If they left the two Senior Brothers to die at a moment like this, they would have no hope of surviving either.
"Fools!" Xu Yi cursed inwardly, but he could only follow. He knew all too well the vast gulf between those who understood the Profound Intent and those who didn't. If the Outer Sect Disciples had stayed inside the Starry Sky Boat and treated it like a tortoise shell, they would have been safe even if Wei Zhen and He Feng truly couldn't hold their own.
Judging by the exchange earlier, the Red-clothed Bandits might still have some misgivings about the Southern Pole Sect. In other words, they might not actually dare to kill Wei Zhen and He Feng. But now, a bunch of deadweight had charged out. They couldn't change the tide of battle, and might even throw everything into chaos.
Sure enough, the instant their side rushed out, Wei Zhen and He Feng spat blood and roared at them. Zuo Menghai was