Avenging a Friend

"Aren't your powers of observation impressive? You sensed my Life-Locking Flying Blade in advance and avoided it earlier, didn't you?" Ao Qing's gaze passed over Ao Hong and settled on Shen Luo as he spoke.

Shen Luo had no intention of answering his questions. He merely stared at him coldly without saying a word.

Only then did Ao Hong realize that the changes in Shen Luo were likely far more than just an advancement in cultivation.

"Leave the rest to me," Shen Luo said with a smile, patting Ao Hong on the shoulder.

As soon as he spoke, moonlight flashed beneath his feet, and he appeared out of thin air in front of Ao Hong. With another flicker, he was directly before Ao Qing, less than thirty meters away.

One breath later, moonlight scattered from beneath Shen Luo's feet again, and he arrived at Ao Qing's side. Raising a palm, he struck at Ao Qing's head.

Ao Qing apparently had not expected Shen Luo to move so quickly. In his haste, he raised an arm, clenched his hand into a fist, and held it across his head to block.

A howling palm wind swept in, followed by a heavy smack!

Ao Qing felt an immense force rush into his arm, knocking him back several staggering steps before he barely managed to steady himself.

Seeing this, shock immediately flashed through Ao Hong's eyes. When he examined Shen Luo again with his divine sense, he discovered that Shen Luo's aura was rapidly rising, already reaching the Mahayana Late Stage.

Before he could recover from his shock, Shen Luo leaped forward and attacked the Three-Headed Flood Dragon again.

Ao Qing was equally astonished. He had noticed the abnormality in Shen Luo's aura even before Ao Hong had, which was why he had not