The Soft Persimmon Turned into a Giant Durian-If He's Human, I'll Eat It!

Smack!

The compressed air exploded, and Dou Qi rippled outward, intertwining emerald green with vivid red!

Medusa's purple snake tail lashed viciously into Yun Yun's abdomen, sending the Misty Cloud Sect Master plummeting toward the ground like a meteor!

The blow was so powerful that Yun Yun spat blood, her face turning pale. Unable to dissipate its force, she could only let herself crash down!

The instant she landed, her seemingly delicate body smashed a crater roughly ten meters across and three meters deep into the ground!

Yellow sand erupted in all directions, and shock waves filled the air!

Medusa did not spare her another glance. Her gaze shifted toward Feng Li, who had just flown off.

She saw that his target was Zhou Changqing.

Her gaze chilled, her eyes turning icy!

But just as Medusa was about to head over,

Gu He and Yan Shi blocked her line of sight.

Neither man retained the composure and arrogance they had displayed upon arriving.

Gu He's neatly tied long hair now hung loose. His handsome, middle-aged face was rather pale, and he looked utterly drained.

Combined with his tattered, flowing white robes, he was a complete mess, without a trace of the Pill King's bearing.

Yan Shi was in even worse shape, covered in bruises and wounds. Blood still trickled from his mouth, and who knew how many teeth he had lost.

But neither man had time to worry about his appearance.

Seeing Medusa's intended movement, they understood immediately.

Feng Li had been right. That young man held a significant place in her heart.

They could no longer afford to care about saving face, about bullying someone younger and weaker, or about taking a hostage to threaten her.

To leave the desert alive, they had no choice.

What was face worth