Their martial arts skills originally seemed comparable, with Hong Luoyu possessing unmatched Qinggong abilities in the world, and his attack techniques flowing between Yin and Yang, while the Taoist stood above everyone present at this place. At this moment, Hong Luoyu was simply applying his Qinggong movement techniques at will, and was naturally intercepted.
Hong Luoyu cursed and turned around to look, the white-haired Taoist smiled and said softly,
"Let him stay there alone."
Hong Luoyu frowned, not intending to suppress the anger welling up inside him, but then he heard the Taoist add another sentence. If he went over now, he would inevitably be thrown into the sky as a means of venting his frustration, and wouldn't that be a considerable loss?
Only then did Hong Luoyu hold back his original intention, but it seemed he was still rather displeased, his voice muttering nonstop.
The others, however, could only hear indistinct muttering.
