"Hey! You two! Am I invisible?" Although Li Xiaoya did not want to meddle in their business, being ignored so blatantly still infuriated him. It seemed he had yet to learn the law of immortal cultivation: the strong reigned supreme.
"Get lost!" Ouyang Ya had been gathering magical power in her hands without releasing it for so long that she could barely hold on. She actually swore, abandoning all semblance of ladylike dignity with that sharp cry! Then she jabbed both hands forcefully toward the sky. Two dazzling beams of white light shot out, rapidly forming a Thundercloud some ten feet across overhead, flickering with electricity. "Take this!" she shouted, pointing at Xue Bo. With a thunderous crash, a bolt of lightning shot from the Thundercloud toward him.
"Hmph! Tornado Spell!" Xue Bo did not even dodge. With a cold snort, he pointed at the lightning. Whoosh! A hazy green whirlwind expanded rapidly into a tornado over ten feet tall and slammed straight into the oncoming bolt.
Boom!
The lightning struck the tornado, knocking it askew to one side. Deflected by the tornado, the bolt shot toward Li Xiaoya and hit the ground with a thunderous crash, giving him a tremendous fright.
"Damn you! Both of you, stop! Or I'll report you to the patrol disciples!" Shocked and furious, Li Xiaoya let loose a torrent of curses.
"Hmph! You're just a low-ranking disciple. Stay out of our business! Go report us if you've got the guts!" Seeing his spell knocked off course, Xue Bo angrily snapped at Li Xiaoya, then hastily pointed at the tornado. It swept wildly toward Ouyang Ya again, whipping up fierce winds that sent sand and stones flying within thirty feet.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Ouyang Ya refused to be outdone. Without a word, she rapidly pointed