"It's actually the Yun Xiao Saint Heir," Fei Yue turned grave swiftly, originally thinking the storm was about to settle, not expecting the Yun Xiao Saint Heir to suddenly show up at the end.
"The Yun Xiao Saint Heir is the top expert among the younger generation in Daluo Heavenly Palace, I could have stood a chance against him at my best, but now, I fear even combining forces with Lord Wind, we would not be his match."
Xue Lingzi also took a deep breath, his expression very solemn, but he was incapable of lending aid for now. The disparity in their states was too great; stepping forward now would only lead to a swift defeat at the hands of the Yun Xiao Saint Heir, turning into a mockery instead.
It would be better to recover strength as soon as possible and think about the next move—that was the wisest course of action.
High in the sky, Ye Xuan faced the pressing Yun Xiao Saint Heir, and he could only draw his bow and prepare for a full-on battle.
Boom!
