Mo Fan angrily attacked Mu Qinglan, forming a red gleaming crescent moon with each hand and slapping forward.
Mu Qinglan clenched her fist, a green cloud-shaped qi surrounding it, and punched forward.
"Storm Cloud Fist!"
The green cloud-shaped fist collided with the twin red moons with a bang, sending both of them flying back. Mu Qinglan took five steps back, and Mo Fan three.
"Is that all?" Mu Qinglan taunted with a mocking expression.
"Hmph," Mo Fan snorted and was about to attack again when Xue Sha blocked him.
"Xue Sha, why are you stopping me?" Mo Fan shouted in anger. "It was they who insulted us, blaming us for everything when it was their fault," he fumed.
Xue Sha frowned, looking at him. "I know, and I'll handle it."
