Clang...
The Purple Lightning Divine Sword came across with astonishing speed.
Just before the Holy Moon Elder's palm slammed onto Qing Lin's head, the sharp sword body heavily shook off the withered palm.
"Hmm?" The Holy Moon Elder was forced back a few steps, glancing at the white mark on his palm, his face slightly showing surprise.
Xiao Yi stood in front of Qing Lin, saying coldly, "Stand back, this is not a battle you can participate in."
Even Jiu Yan, a strong individual who just stepped into the realm of legends, was not qualified to join such a battle, let alone Qing Lin.
"No." Qing Lin shook his head. "I once swore that one day, I will truly fight alongside you, unafraid of dark clouds."
In the distance.
Chengfeng Hall Master and Hengtian Palace Master were engaged in an intense battle with Elders Hua Yue and Shui Yue.
Their level of combat was even more terrifying than Xiao Yi had imagined.
