The Swordplay Dispute
The battle between Qin Dazhong and Luo Hui in midair was affected too. Both noticed the commotion below and tacitly chose to stop fighting for the moment.
"Bi Fan, are you all right?!" Qin Dazhong landed beside Bi Fan and hurriedly asked.
When he learned that the reinforcements Luo Shu had brought in were actually a whole level above him in cultivation, he had panicked a little too. He didn't know if Bi Fan could hold out.
If things didn't go well today, the most important thing was to retreat early and save their lives! There was always another day. At worst, everyone in Qin Mansion could just go out and adventure together!
Bi Fan took a deep breath, calmed the roiling blood and qi inside him, and gave a bitter smile and a nod. "I'm fine."
He was once again stunned by the middle-aged man's strength. Even an ordinary Chaos Guardian couldn't withstand his Wind Scroll Hand, yet the man had blocked it with a casual move.
Sure enough, not a single Chaos Elder was easy to deal with.
Luo Hui's face looked even worse now, turning the color of pig liver.
He'd thought that once he brought Yuan He here, Bi Fan would surely be forced to surrender. He hadn't expected him to withstand two moves without being captured—or even to leave the formation intact.
If he hadn't known Yuan He was a genuine Chaos Elder, with greater strength than his own, he might have taken him for a con artist and kicked him out!
"Mr. Yuan," Luo Hui asked, cupping his hands, "can you deal with this man?"
Yuan He raised an eyebrow. "Lord Luo, it seems you don't have much confidence in me."
"No, no, Mr. Yuan, you've misunderstood."
Luo Hui hurriedly smiled.