Master Jing Yi's divine sense was not strong, and Zhang Xiaohua could easily neutralize it. However, how could he not respect the command of the Sect Leader?
Zhang Xiaohua retreated the Prajna Heavy Sword as it was, and at this moment, the Sharp Gold Hall disciple pursuing the assailant caught up. However, just as Zhang Xiaohua placed the Prajna Heavy Sword on Huanhuan's back, the assailant lying on the ground glanced at Master Jing Yi, who was drifting down from a distance, and the Sharp Gold Hall disciples close at hand. With a sneer on his face, he discreetly bit his teeth. In an instant, a gush of black blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his body slumped and fell to the ground!
Master Jing Yi's divine sense left the Prajna Heavy Sword of Zhang Xiaohua and swept around for a moment, then immediately withdrew.
