The three great experts of the Demon Way were all defeated. Liu Feng quickly cleared the obstacles, his attention returning to Ling Chen.
With a cold smirk, Liu Feng pounced at Ling Chen, intending to kill him.
"Kid, it's no use struggling. You're bound for death!"
In mid-air, an aura, alternatingly cold and hot, yin and yang, flared around Liu Feng's palms as he blasted an attack towards Ling Chen.
Just then, an Azure Treasure Sword suddenly thundered down from the sky above. It landed precisely between Liu Feng and Ling Chen. The impact instantly flung all three of them away.
"Who!?"
Liu Feng's expression changed drastically. He looked up and saw a figure in cyan robes standing aloft on the top of a large tree, poised and seemingly weightless, balanced effortlessly on just two leaves.
Is it him? Ling Chen recognized the cyan-robed figure, his eyes narrowing slightly. This man was the Cyan-robed Guest he had encountered several times before.
