Leng Buding's expression also turned extremely ugly. Her Ice-type Attacks had always excelled in speed and explosive power, yet before Yun Che, they seemed so clumsy and slow.
As Yun Che dodged, his gaze kept moving over the two women, as though assessing something. Finally, he shook his head slightly, as if finding it rather dull.
"Even together, this is all you amount to."
The instant his words fell, Yun Che moved. His figure vanished from the spot like a phantom, and a moment later, he was already standing before Leng Buding.
Leng Buding's pupils contracted sharply. She instinctively tried to form an ice shield to defend herself, but her movements were simply too slow before Yun Che.
Yun Che merely extended a finger casually and lightly touched the palm with which Leng Buding was forming her ice spear.
Hiss!
With a faint sound, a pure surge of the power of the void flowed through Yun Che's fingertip into Leng Buding's body.
Leng Buding felt an indescribably cold force instantly destroy the divine power she had gathered, then spread rapidly along her arm throughout her body. Her movements froze at once, the cold around her receded like a tide, and the ice spear in her hand dissolved into flecks of ice that scattered through the air.
Pain and horror appeared on her face. She tried to speak, only to discover that she could not even move her lips. All she could do was watch helplessly as Yun Che vanished again.
Having dealt with Leng Buding, Yun Che naturally turned his attention to Zhao Shaliya, who was still unleashing Mental Attacks.
Sensing Leng Buding's aura weaken in an instant, Zhao Shaliya was horrified. She tried to stop her attack and retreat, but it was already too late.
A large hand clamped