Chapter Eight Hundred Thirty-Four: What Excellent Upbringing You Have
As soon as the words fell, the air around them seemed to freeze. Bi Fan was stunned. The girl's reaction sent a chill through even him. In an instant, he grew even more curious about Ling Xiaoxiao's identity and origins.
Ao Bai stood frozen for a moment too, but he was a man who had seen the world. He quickly gave a cold snort. "Where did this little yellow-haired girl come from? How dare she speak so boldly?"
He was about to strike again. Bi Fan immediately tried to step in front of her, only to discover that his body had been forcibly pinned in place. He couldn't move at all, and he couldn't summon even a trace of spiritual power!
All he could do was watch as the dragon claw reached for Ling Xiaoxiao again!
Ling Xiaoxiao, however, quietly closed her eyes. As she summoned it with her mind, an unfamiliar and powerful aura began to stir deep within her soul. Apart from her, no one present could sense it.
Bi Fan wasn't the only one whose movements had been restrained. The others in their party had been immobilized too.
As the dragon claw lunged toward Ling Xiaoxiao again, Fox Immortal and Wu Qianqian couldn't bear to watch and closed their eyes. They didn't dare look any further, afraid that in the next instant, the lovely little girl would meet a tragic end.
Bi Fan's clenched fists could not move at all. At the very last moment, he spoke in a low voice. "Elder Sword Senior, if you don't act now, I'm afraid it'll be too late."
The moment his words fell, a violent surge of Sword Qi shot into the sky, howling with a razor-sharp edge as it slammed