Swoosh!
A shrill whistling sound erupted, as a dazzling sword light descended in an instant.
Retreat!
Without any hesitation, Duan Jingtian retreated swiftly, but due to his body condition, he couldn't muster much True Yuan and his speed was half of what it used to be.
Swoosh!
The piercing shrill and the dazzling sword light were now close to Duan Jingtian's front. With only half a breath's time, Duan Jingtian might be dead.
Everyone's eyes widened, watching this scene in disbelief. Was Duan Jingtian going to be defeated?
At that moment, from behind the mountains of the Divine Wind Camp, an immense aura soared into the sky. A purple-robed elder with half-white hair rushed out from the mountain hollow.
"Enough!"
A light shout from the elder broke the silence, booming like thunder, echoing in all directions.
Lin Feng, who was ferociously attacking Duan Jingtian, heard this and immediately felt an explosion in his mind, his whole body abruptly stiffened, halting involuntarily.
