Peng Xia's aged voice suddenly sounded a warning.
Then, before Bai Ye could open his eyes, little Lian, who was about to attack her, was sent flying by Peng Xia's palm, smacking her onto the ground of the tent!
"Bang!"
Little Lian saw stars from the slap and spat out a mouthful of blood. She didn't even touch Bai Ye, but the moment she spat out blood, she revealed a strange smile of success.
"Not good!"
Peng Xia's eyes twitched, and he immediately looked at Bai Ye.
And at this moment-
"Swish!"
Hou PEI, who had been sitting quietly opposite Bai Ye and protecting her, had already seized the opportunity when Peng Xia was unable to return to his aid. He sent a palm strike towards He Bing, who was standing in front of Bai Ye.
"BOOM!"
This palm displayed the power of a high-ranked Saint. The surrounding space trembled with a "Weng Weng" sound as it was crushed into a completely still, vacuum-like state.
"Hou PEI, you dare!"
