Elder Yuan Qing's face twisted in fury with each "old dog" hurled by Lin Bai, his whole body shivering with anger.
"Good!"
"Lin Bai, if I don't tear you to pieces today, I'll take your surname!"
Yuan Qing glared at Lin Bai with teeth clenched, the longsword in his hand trembling as he immediately lunged to stab Lin Bai violently.
The moment Yuan Qing took action, an overwhelming sword intention swept in, pressing down on Lin Bai like a towering mountain.
"Fifth-order Sword Intention!"
Lin Bai cried out in alarm, recognizing Yuan Qing's sword intention to be at least fifth-order or above.
"Hmph!"
Lin Bai snorted coldly, as spiritual power surged within his body, preparing to meet the battle head-on.
"Yuan Qing, Lin Bai, stop this nonsense!"
Just at that moment, a stern voice came from a distance.
Yuan Qing and Lin Bai simultaneously ceased their actions and turned to look.
From a distance, Pei Ji and Tang Bufan were walking over step by step.
