At Chen Changqing's warning, Qingyang felt a chill run down his back.
The next moment, he had no time to think of anything else and hastily retreated.
Just as they moved aside, two streaks of black light shot straight through the spot where they had been standing.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Bang!"
Looking again, the two attacks had already crashed into the ground, erupting with deafening blasts.
Two huge craters had been smashed into the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.
"Glug..."
At the sight, Qingyang could not stop himself from swallowing.
He thought to himself that it was fortunate Chen Changqing had warned him in time. Otherwise, if he had been struck by such an attack, even if it did not kill him, he would have been gravely wounded.
Then, Qingyang and Chen Changqing landed on the ground together.
Before Chen Changqing could speak, Qingyang had already shouted angrily:
"Who is it?"
"Attacking from behind—what kind of hero does that make you?"
Before his words had faded, Qingyang's mind stirred, and a longsword immediately swept into his hand, its blade gleaming with biting cold.
Chen Changqing also became wary. Those two attacks just now had not been weak.
Had he not sensed them in advance, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
"Heh heh..."
Along with Qingyang's shout, a cold laugh drifted over from afar.
"Boom!"
Immediately afterward, two masses of black demonic qi rapidly approached.
"Hmm?"
Seeing this, Qingyang's expression turned even more solemn.
"People from the Demon Sect?"
The next moment, the two masses of demonic qi drew in, revealing two figures.
The two wore identical black robes, red belts tied around their waists. Their auras were cold, sinister, and powerful—they were both Core Formation cultivators.
"It's him!!"
The moment Qingyang saw one of them, his face changed drastically.
He recognized