"What?" Wang Yan's heart stirred...
He barely had time to react!
"Die, all of you!" Lü Buwang suddenly raised two Purple-Light Small Banners and roared. His fingers swiftly formed a seal, then pointed at the banners. A terrifying surge of purple-light flame erupted from them. With another point of his finger, they shot forward, sweeping toward the group's Flying Boat...
"Hah!" Wang Yan's reflexes were nothing to scoff at. With a furious roar, red light and flames surged from his fists, swelling in concentric rings until they formed two Red-Light Flame Fists several dozen feet across that blasted straight ahead...
The Red-Light Flame Fists rushed forward with a whoosh, trailing astonishing tails of red light and flame as they slammed into the Purple-Light Small Banners gushing purple-red flame. Boom! Boom! Two tremendous explosions thundered out, and two masses of red light and flame erupted in midair...
At once!
"Boom, boom, boom...!" Red-light flame and purple-light flame twisted together in an unbroken chain of explosions. Terrifying red shock waves unleashed successive blasts of red and purple flaming gangales, shaking the entire Flying Boat until it rocked violently...
In an instant!
"Bastards! Lü Buwang, you actually dare attack us?" Ma Laosan staggered on the Flying Boat, barely able to keep his footing as he shouted curses.
"Ah!" The other cultivator disciples fared even worse, swaying helplessly...
Just then!
These flames...! Wang Yan found the purple-light flame surging from Lü Buwang's Purple-Light Small Banners strangely familiar, and his heart stirred...
Then!
Hm? This feeling? Wang Yan's heart lurched. A sudden sense of dread gripped him, as though a terrifying wave of energy were rising from somewhere on the ground below...
As if to confirm his intuition...
"You brat! Run! There's a Spirit Cannon below...!" Card Fairy cried urgently.
"What?!" Wang Yan exclaimed in