Feng Ying and Sheng Linglong were both taken aback.
They couldn't use Mana at the moment.
But these were their kin, weren't they?
Were they supposed to just watch as their kin got killed?
Feng Ying gritted her teeth, ready to do something.
The next moment.
Her hand was forcefully held down.
Feng Ying couldn't help but look at Shi Nian.
Shi Nian walked up calmly, then abruptly grabbed the wrist of the Demon Clan member.
The Human Cultivator fell heavily to the ground.
"Who are you?" The Demon Clan member squinted at Shi Nian: "A mere low-level demon, why do you stop me from disposing of these useless Cultivators?"
Shi Nian chuckled heh heh: "What have Cultivators got to do with me. I simply see you've got some strength, took a fancy to it, and want to spar with you."
Shi Nian looked very belligerent.
The Demon Clan member was momentarily stunned but didn't suspect anything.
