Unfortunately, as soon as Chen Zhisheng reached out, a figure flew past him and glanced at Lin Yi!
How could Lin Yi just stand by and watch when Ling Hanxue was in danger?
No one could compete with Lin Yi's butterfly microsteps in a short distance burst of speed, so Lin Yi was already beside Ling Hanxue the moment she cried out.
First, he released a wave of cold air, temporarily freezing the swamp on the ground. At the same time, he held onto Ling Hanxue with one hand, and stabbed the demonic devouring sword with the scabbard towards Ling Hanxue's ankle with the other.
The soft mud met the freezing air and instantly became hard and fragile, easily broken by the demonic devour sword's scabbard. Lin Yi pulled, and Ling Hanxue's body regained balance, her ankles free!
"Thank you for your help, eldest senior brother!"
