Her forward leap was stopped, and her body flew backward uncontrollably.
Immediately after, her back was blocked by a palm. She spun in the air and landed steadily on the ground, landing on Su Yu’s back.
Looking up at the back, Yan Changhong was anxious and angry. “Idiot! What are you trying to do with that bit of strength of yours? Not even a hair on your head can compare to them! Go back quickly!”
Su Yu did not turn around, but his voice was surprisingly calm.
“They came prepared. Do you think the way up the mountain will be peaceful?”
Yan Changhong’s heart thumped.
Indeed, there would definitely be a blockade on the way back.
With Xue Yu’s strength, he would not be able to escape no matter what.
A trace of sorrow flashed across his face. A trace of sorrow as a small figure who was powerless to resist.
“Hehe, then, you can stay here and die with me!”Yan Changhong was ready to die.
Wisps of divine power circulated crazily in his body at all costs.
