Seeing the look in Xun Shu's eyes, Xiao Hua frowned slightly. He did not want to reveal too many of his divine abilities either, but the Town Cloud Seal was truly inconvenient to use—far too inflexible. It was manageable against a single opponent, but against three, it wasted considerable time. And Xun Shu had just been on the brink of danger, so Xiao Hua did not dare hold back any longer.
Xiao Hua felt a little awkward and glanced to the side. Seeing that Qian Diheng and Kun Feiyan held the clear upper hand, he said, "Senior Sister Xun, you should take a medicinal pill first. I'll stand guard for you."
"Then many thanks, Junior Brother Xiao!" Xun Shu smiled sweetly, took out a spirit pill and placed it in her mouth. She immediately sat cross-legged, refined the pill's medicinal power, and circulated her cultivation technique to heal her wounds.
No way, she isn't even setting out the Lightning Lock? Seeing how completely Xun Shu trusted him, Xiao Hua could neither laugh nor cry. With a pat of his hand, he released the Dust-Repelling Beast, shielding Xun Shu on all sides, while he himself stood with his hands tucked in his sleeves and watched the distant battle.
At this moment, Qian Diheng and Kun Feiyan both wore expressions of bone-deep hatred. Their magical artifacts struck mercilessly at the sole remaining Huanling Sect disciple. That disciple was large in stature, his cultivation lying between theirs. Though he had enjoyed every advantage when six had fought four earlier and had not expended much spiritual power, under the pincer attack of the two of them, he was already hard-pressed to cope, stumbling from left to right.
What was more, in the distance stood a Baleful Intent who had slaughtered four cultivators of the