In that instant of shock, killing intent flashed in the newcomer's eyes. He took a step forward, landed in front of the master and disciple, and threw a punch.
The newcomer didn't even acknowledge Liu Xian'er's scream.
"Vmm!"
A tremendous boom rang out, like the ancient bronze bell in the Twelfth Tower atop the Kunlun Mountains.
"Dong..."
A deafening crash shook the plaza, and a spray of blood burst into the air.
The bell's toll was solemn, yet a force of annihilation erupted in an instant. The figure charging in with a punch seemed to have slammed into an enormous golden bell.
Before he could even fight back, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face went pale, and without a moment's hesitation, he abruptly retreated.
A glint flashed in Liu Xian'er's eyes. A strange force appeared before her, locking onto the incoming fist.
Only then did the little girl remember that her hand was clasped in her teacher's. What had she to fear from these demons and monsters on a snowy mountain?
That fellow had just tried to catch her and her teacher off guard.
An ant trying to shake a tree—he didn't know his own limits!
In a flash, a figure darted in front of Liu Xian'er, sweeping past Li Dalu. Two fingers shot straight toward the little girl's throat.
No matter how panicked Liu Xian'er was, no matter how quickly she came to her senses, she was helpless against the newcomer's fingers.
Just as it seemed her teacher couldn't protect her, the fingers surged toward her like a splitting bamboo, unstoppable, about to clamp hard around her neck!
"Crack!"
The newcomer's eyes flew wide. Blood gushed out in an instant, and the spiritual energy in his body collapsed. He couldn't even scream before his body was