With a bang, Qian Ying forcefully pulled back his Xiantian Short Sword, flashed to Zhou Zixing's side in an instant, and blocked the sharp claws that were about to strike Zhou Zixing's throat.
The enormous force stirred up a gust of wind around them. Unable to withstand such power, the Exotic Beast Leader was sent spinning through the air before crashing down more than ten meters away.
Although it had Xiantian Second Order Peak strength, it was still one order below Qian Ying, who was at the Xiantian Third Order Peak. Moreover, because he had been saving someone just now, Qian Ying had attacked with all his strength and held nothing back. That was why he had sent the Exotic Beast Leader flying so far.
After Zhou Zixing had been injured by the Exotic Beast Leader's attack, Qian Ying had already rushed over to rescue him.
It was not because Qian Ying was selfless, nor because he had a good relationship with Zhou Zixing. There were only the two of them who were Xiantian Masters now. If he did not save Zhou Zixing, then if they encountered another powerful enemy later, would he not have to bear it alone?
Their lack of manpower was the greatest weakness of this expedition, and there was no way to replenish their numbers. If Zhou Zixing had been an ordinary Martial Artist, Qian Ying would not have reached out to save him. Thus, saving Zhou Zixing was helping himself. There was nothing to consider; he simply acted.
"Thank you for saving me, Elder Qian!" Zhou Zixing was drenched in cold sweat. For an instant just now, he had felt as though he were facing death. He truly did not want to experience that feeling again.
Originally, he had come here to explore because, as