"Enough nonsense. Kill her first!"
Qin Shaofeng's expression changed drastically as he shouted.
The big fellow let out another furious roar, and its long-prepared stomp came crashing down toward Luo Ningxian.
"Hmph, killing me won't be so easy!"
Luo Ningxian snorted coldly and lightly thrust the longsword in her hand toward the big fellow's hoof.
Though the sword moved slowly, ripples like water spread out with its gradual motion.
Before the big fellow's attack had even reached halfway, it discovered in horror that it could no longer bring its hoof down.
"This is... using softness to overcome hardness?"
Qin Shaofeng frowned slightly.
He did not fear Immortal Stream, but he did not want to clash with Immortal Stream so soon. If he could kill Luo Ningxian first and then destroy the corpse and erase the traces, even if the people behind Luo Ningxian learned that he had done it, finding him would not be so easy.
He held his saber horizontally, preparing to make his move.
But at that moment.
The auras of more than forty Eternal Experts in the middle and late stages spread across the skies above this Barbaric Continent.
"Who dares kill a member of my Immortal Stream?" An aged voice rang out.
Before the man's figure had truly appeared, the aura of an Eternal Minor Perfection expert descended first, directly enveloping Qin Shaofeng and the big fellow.
"Eternal Minor Perfection?"
The big fellow snorted disdainfully and said, "My lord, these people are fairly capable. Although they cannot possibly hurt me, they may pose some threat to you. Shall I take you away first?"
"After killing a member of my Immortal Stream, you still want to run?"
More than forty people appeared above Qin Shaofeng at once.
Seeing this, Luo Ningxian immediately fled toward the leading old