Zi Qianjing let out a bitter smile: "If my parents were here, they would definitely have a solution. Unfortunately, compared to them, I'm really too far behind..."
Boom.
At that moment, a gust of palm wind pressed forward, and Zi Qianjing's expression changed. He quickly pushed Zi Shao away from his side, facing the opponent.
He wanted to lift the weapon in his hand, but suddenly found himself powerless, cold sweat sliding down his forehead as he gazed, pale, at the pressing elder...
"Damn it!"
He gritted his teeth silently. At this moment, death was so close to him...
"Jingjing!"
Zi Shao turned her head and saw this thrilling scene, her heart almost jumped out from the fright. She could no longer care about anything else, quickly sprinting towards Zi Qianjing...
However, it was clearly too late...
The elder had already reached in front of Zi Qianjing, and the Great Sword sliced down from the void, stirring up a fierce whirlwind...
