"Master, what's wrong?"
Bo Yuqing was the first to notice his condition and hurriedly went forward to observe.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, a ball of energy exploded from Yu Shengfeng's body and sent him flying.
Fortunately, the power wasn't too strong. Bo Yuqing's qi and blood only rolled a few times before he stood firm. However, his eyes were filled with horror as he exclaimed, " "Master!"
Yu Shengfeng's eyes flickered with light. He held the sword in one hand and stabbed it into the Samsara wheel, not moving like a statue.
"Sir Chu Shengfeng, what's wrong?" Wei Qing was also shocked.
At this moment, Yu Shengfeng was the pillar of support in everyone's hearts, and also the hope of escaping. No one wanted anything to happen to him.
"Hmph!"
Yu Shengfeng suddenly snorted, and no one knew what he meant. After that, there was no more movement, and he continued to be in his sculpture state.
