Just as Yun Leng was about to capture Xiao Yan in the distant sky, the latter’s sleeve abruptly trembled. Immediately, a thick and large shadow shot forth. It instantly swung violently on Yun Leng’s hand with a terrifying strength that actually shook the air until waves of sharp explosive sounds were emitted from the vibrations.
At the moment when the seven-colored figure appeared, Yun Leng also sensed something. His face immediately changed wildly, but before he could hurriedly pull himself back, that seven-colored figure had already swung heavily at his hand. A flush instantly surged onto Yu Leng’s face and numerous soft muffled groans were spat from his throat. His body was like a rubber ball that had been sent flying as it was swiftly forced back.
