The gap in realms was still too great...
Things were dangerous now...
The contempt in Xuan Yao's eyes had long since vanished, replaced by gravity and vigilance.
He had never imagined that this brat, whose cultivation was far below his own, could withstand an attack powered by eighty percent of his strength!
"This boy cannot be allowed to live!" Murderous intent surged within Xuan Yao. Dragon aura gathered around him once more as he prepared to launch a fatal strike.
Just as Xuan Yao made his move, a dangerous aura that made his hair stand on end suddenly struck!
Every hair on his body bristled. He hastily withdrew his attack and looked toward the source of that aura as though facing a great enemy.
The void warped like a mirror, and an incomparably beautiful figure slowly emerged.
When Qin Shaofeng saw who it was, his pupils abruptly contracted, his face filled with shock. "Martial Sister?!!!"
Why was Martial Sister here?
Wasn't she...
Qing Daoxun wore robes whiter than snow, her long hair cascading like a waterfall, yet an icy killing intent lingered between her brows.
She calmly glanced at Qin Shaofeng before turning her gaze toward Xuan Yao.
The next instant, her red lips parted, and her voice was as cold as ice:
"Are you courting death?"
Her gaze pierced Xuan Yao like a sharp sword. The pressure radiating from her body made him feel the threat of death!
In an instant, the entire plaza's temperature plummeted, and layers upon layers of white frost formed across the ground.
Within that frost, terrifying lightning radiance gathered as well!
The previously clamorous crowd fell silent at once, even softening their breathing.
Where had this woman come from?
She actually dared to speak so brazenly to an inner sect prodigy of the Dragon