This was the scene Feng Piaoxu saw when she arrived.
A man and a woman darted around the black sword, their robes fluttering. Their coordination was so seamless that they seemed to have fought together for years.
In a battle like this, she clearly had no way to inflict any direct, effective damage on that strange sword.
Feng Piaoxu chose a corner and sat down, playing her pipa in support of others for the first time.
The ringing notes soon filled the entire area. Her pipa music was clear and melodious, capable of cleansing the mind and preventing demonic qi from invading the body.
Su Jiu was slightly surprised. Listening to the tune, she felt the spiritual energy within her recovering at an even faster rate.
Qin Ming, too, looked much less exhausted.
Before long, Tang Wuchen and Jiang Qi arrived. Tang Wuchen was fine, but Jiang Qi looked distinctly aggrieved. With the she-devil Su Jiu present, however, he did not dare act up.
Tang Wuchen was somewhat surprised. He had originally intended to help Su Jiu, but changed his mind when he saw Qin Ming there as well.
His gaze shifted to the person lying on the ground.
Though unconscious, the man's face was shrouded in black qi. Tang Wuchen dared not waste any time and hurried to check the Jade Sword Sect disciple's pulse. After examining him, he was slightly taken aback. Demonic qi had invaded his divine sense?
Timid though Jiang Qi was, the sight of a patient brought his instincts as a physician to the fore. He naturally took charge of the other man. His patient was clearly much better off than the one lying on the ground-at least he was conscious.
"What exactly happened to you?" Jiang Qi handed the man a pill to help