"Your insight is indeed remarkable, presumably you had a premonition to dodge my death-lock flying blade?" Ao Qing's gaze bypassed Ao Hong and fell on Shen Luo, asking.
Shen Luo wasn't in the mood to explain, he just stared at him coldly, not uttering a word.
Only then did Ao Hong realize that Shen Luo's transformation by his side was probably not as simple as a breakthrough in his realm.
"Let me take care of the matters from here," Shen Luo said with a smile, lightly patting Ao Hong's shoulder.
Under his feet, a flash of moonlight appeared, and within moments, he was hovering face-to-face with Ao Qing with only a short distance between them.
In an instant, the moonlight under Shen Luo's feet scattered again, he swiftly appeared next to Ao Qing, raised a palm and aimed it towards Ao Qing's head.
Ao Qing seemed unprepared for Shen Luo's speed, and hastily raised an arm to block his head in a posture of wielding authority.
