Qiu Bai, who was rushing over, though intent solely on rescuing his master, still spared a sliver of his consciousness to be aware of Ye Wushuang. He naturally saw him destroy Long Yan with a palm and then launch an attack on himself.
"Alas..."
Seeing this, Qiu Bai sighed inwardly, admitting that it was indeed too much of a stretch. Well, my life was saved by my master, and all my skills were taught by him. Since there's no hope of rescuing my master today, then I shall die with him, without any regrets.
"Sssshh!"
The fierce sound of slicing air rang out, with the peerless sword light only ten feet away from Qiu Bai.
With Qiu Bai's strength, there was no way he could dodge, let alone block it.
Even Qiu Bai himself believed that in the next moment, he would surely die under this sword of Ye Wushuang's.
Just then, a cyan-colored fist strength fiercely struck from one side.
"BOOM!!"
