"Splash!"
Before the Old Taoist had even finished speaking, the surface of Suspended Sky Lake above the three of them suddenly burst open from overhead!
A black shadow plunged down so fast that the eye could scarcely track it, reaching Luo Haoran, who stood closest to the lake embankment, in an instant!
Appearing out of the torrent?
The sudden turn caught everyone completely off guard.
As a True Disciple of Celestial Master Mansion, Luo Haoran reacted with extreme speed. The golden light of a Golden Barrier Talisman immediately flared up, shielding his entire body.
But his opponent had abruptly charged out of the floodwaters, which were thick with chaotic currents of spiritual energy. Diving down from above, he also brought a vast volume of floodwater crashing down with him.
Though Luo Haoran had the Golden Barrier Talisman, the torrent of spiritual energy wore away the golden light around him.
His opponent seized the moment and struck fiercely again. Caught unprepared, Luo Haoran took the blow head-on, grunted dully, and sprayed blood into the air.
Martial Uncle Lu, you can't talk like that. You're like an old general on an opera stage, with battle flags stuck all over you... Lei Jun rushed forward, caught the badly injured Luo Haoran first, and swiftly retreated.
"Dong Yang!"
Lu Zhaoqing recognized the ambusher. He was from the Dong Clan. Shocked and enraged, Lu Zhaoqing hurriedly activated a Thunderstrike Talisman. Bolts of lightning flashed repeatedly through the air and blasted toward Dong Yang.
Dong Yang neither dodged nor evaded. He exhaled sharply and threw a punch forward, detonating the air with a thunderclap from flat ground.
Flesh and blood met lightning head-on!
The Thunderstrike Talisman was a True Disciple art of Celestial Master Mansion; its power was anything but ordinary.
Dong Yang was blasted backward