Shen Luo's expression changed abruptly. Almost by reflex, he ducked aside while flicking his sleeve, sending a streak of crimson sword light shooting backward.
With a clear clang, the Pure Yang Sword blocked a streak of golden light. It was a golden cone, gleaming with cold light and incomparably sharp.
Before Shen Luo could breathe a sigh of relief, golden light flashed repeatedly in the nearby void. Four identical golden cones shot forth, carrying piercing gusts as they stabbed toward various parts of his body.
At the same time, a blurry white palm silently appeared behind him and drifted lightly toward his back, giving off no aura fluctuations whatsoever.
Within the Ice Formation, Ao Guang sensed the disturbance in the Magic Formation and opened his eyes. He happened to see Shen Luo under attack, and his expression changed drastically as he raised both hands to do something.
But in that instant, a blue pillar of light shot over from the side and struck him in a flash.
Layers of blue light blossomed, and a blue iceberg appeared out of thin air, enveloping Ao Guang within it. Ao Guang was immediately unable to move.
Almost simultaneously, a crimson arrow shot over from another direction and pierced straight into the iceberg without obstruction. With a wet thud, it shot through Ao Guang's spine and emerged from his chest.
Ao Hong and Ao Zhong, standing beside the formation, also changed color at the sudden turn of events. Disregarding everything, they charged headlong into the formation.
Before the two could enter, however, a heaven-shaking explosion rang out!
A violent explosion erupted from the center of the formation. Billowing shockwaves spread wildly in every direction, shattering countless ice crystals and scattering them like flying arrows.
Ao Hong and Ao Zhong did not retreat even half