"Yanran is up too," Xiao Yi's gaze sharpened as he stood up and stared intently at that area.
Lin Jin and Tie Niu taking on Guu Changfeng was one thing, but Liu Yanran only had Innate Seventh Layer Cultivation and, to be honest, Xiao Yi had never even heard of the Mist Rain Green Willow as a Martial Soul, let alone knew if it was strong or not.
But, Xiao Yi had an intuition.
Facing Guu Changfeng, Liu Yanran seemed to have an easier time.
Xiao Yi was very aware that his intuition was accurate, but he still watched the battle with a hint of worry.
On the other side, Guu Changfeng stared coldly at Liu Yanran, "One by one, you all offend this Young Master for the sake of Xiao Yi. Is it really worth it?"
Liu Yanran didn't answer, but said instead, "It seems Guu Changfeng doesn't want to roll off on his own, so it looks like I'll have to reluctantly lend a hand."
As soon as these words fell, the red whip in Liu Yanran's hand surged with momentum.
