"Miss Su!"
Ning Fan's expression darkened as he hadn't expected the Great Elder to actually strike at Su Qingcheng, and he immediately turned to intercede.
With a cold sneer, the Great Elder boasted, "I knew you would save her! Since you've come back, don't even think about leaving!"
As he spoke, his palm infused with vigorous strength suddenly flipped and violently slapped towards Ning Fan.
Compared to the other three Elders, the Great Elder was much stronger.
With a single palm strike, the fierce wind he raised was like a blade, cutting deep grooves into the ground of the square.
"We'll see if you can stop me!"
Ning Fan's face was as cold as frost as he also struck out with his palm, and vigorous Spiritual Power surged from his palm.
"Bang!"
Their palms collided, and a low rumbling echoed around, with invisible shockwaves spreading out in all directions like a ring.
