Demon Thirteen swung his right hand and directly annihilated the sword's radiance within his palm.
Meanwhile, Yue Yi's figure flashed as he pulled the woman in red aside to safety.
Demon Thirteen turned his head, only to see Yue Yi with his long hair fluttering and his eyes staring straight at Demon Thirteen.
The longsword on his back had already been unsheathed, four feet in length and engraved with patterns.
The blade emitted a dazzling sword radiance, and boundless Sword Intent surrounded them.
"Is young master Yue also intending to interfere?" asked Demon Thirteen with a light chuckle.
"This matter concerns our young master and the lady in red; I fear it's inappropriate for you to intervene."
"I don't know their young master, nor do I like him," the woman in red hastily shook her head behind her.
"You're making it difficult for our young master. You said yourself just now that you felt an instant connection."
