As Ming Feng flashed toward Zhi Fei, Blood Calamity indeed made no move to stop him. He still stood there quietly with the Thunder Marsh Sword in hand, an inscrutable smile on his lips as his gaze shifted slightly with Ming Feng's movement.
This Insect Race Half-Saint was extraordinarily fast. In the blink of an eye, he had left Blood Calamity far behind. Yet just as he drew ever closer to Zhi Fei, he suddenly changed direction and lunged toward the battlefield where Mo Duo and Si Shengya were fighting.
As though he had anticipated this, Blood Calamity threw back his head and laughed, shouting excitedly, "Zhi Fei, you've been abandoned!"
Zhi Fei, who had been waiting for Ming Feng's aid, was startled by his words. She refused to believe it. Just moments ago, Ming Feng had clearly stated that he would come help her. How could he have abandoned her?
But when she hastily swept out with her divine sense, she discovered that Ming Feng was indeed charging toward Mo Duo, with no intention of coming to support her.
She had truly been abandoned?
Zhi Fei's heart fell into disarray, and she immediately let out a cry.
Lu Ye had already reached her. His saber came down in a savage slash, sending feathers flying.
Having succeeded with that strike, Lu Ye did not linger in battle. He raised a hand and pulled Fu Wei before him. A streak of dim light came hurtling in and struck the turtle-shell Supreme Treasure, knocking Fu Wei's body upward. Had Lu Ye not supported him from behind, he would likely have been sent tumbling away.
Elsewhere, with no one obstructing him, Ming Feng smoothly reached Mo Duo's side and resolved his crisis. He barked, "Go!"
This was a place of trouble, not somewhere