"Tang Sect's Hidden Weapon!?"
As countless blades shattered and suddenly attacked, Jiang Dali bellowed, his figure leaping into the air like a giant eagle. With a shake of his arms, the powerful palm force that he had condensed suddenly exploded.
An unprecedented and shocking momentum was abruptly unleashed, like a tens of thousands of pounds of boulder hanging in the air, making it difficult for people to breathe.
In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and powerful energy whirled about, sweeping away all the incoming blades.
Following that, Jiang Dali's figure was already by the side of the startled Wang Yuyan.
With a fierce grasp, he abruptly lifted Wang Yuyan and tossed her into the air.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Wang Yuyan's figure rose in the air like a cannonball, her face losing color as she let out a scream.
Chirp—
The Demon Hawk, already lying in wait in the sky, let out a cry as it brought up a fierce wind and dived down.
