Xue Tianhao charged toward the two women at top speed, his gaze roaming over Hong Qingxuan's graceful figure as a lecherous grin spread across his lips. "Following this young master would be your good fortune!"
Hong Qingxuan's expression changed slightly, her eyes turning icy as she immediately retreated. She knew she was no match for him and could only do her utmost to evade him.
Otherwise, if he restrained her, not only would she suffer disaster, but she would also affect Su Mo.
"A piece of trash like you thinks you deserve it!"
Huang Yao did not retreat at once. With a sharp cry, she said, "Go die!"
The moment her words fell, Huang Yao attacked. With a wave of her jade-like hand, streams of purple radiance gathered into a purple divine sword that shot toward Xue Tianhao.
The purple divine sword possessed considerable power. Although Huang Yao was only at the Fourth Layer of True Gang Realm, the force of this strike was not the slightest bit weaker than that of an ordinary True Gang Realm Fifth Level martial artist.
The purple divine sword pierced through the void and, in a flash, arrived before Xue Tianhao.
"Trifling tricks!"
Xue Tianhao smiled disdainfully, then reached out and grabbed. A massive Gang Yuan palm appeared out of thin air, its force surging like endless crashing waves. It easily seized the purple longsword and crushed it in one grip.
Huang Yao's face changed. This was her ultimate move, yet he had shattered it so effortlessly.
"Senior Sister Wang, retreat quickly!" Hong Qingxuan's voice rang out.
Hearing this, Huang Yao immediately fled backward, but Xue Tianhao was already rapidly closing in.
"Haha! Trying to run? It's already too late!" Xue Tianhao laughed loudly and reached out again. The massive Gang Yuan palm reappeared,