Chapter 1132: Not a Big Deal_1

"Uncle Lingfu, save him!"

As Shi Xiaole was engulfed by the attack of the person clad in white, Miss Ling quickly communicated with her mind to the elder by her side.

The elder, dressed in simple clothes, his hair disheveled, was indeed one of the three people whom Mu Qianji could not see through. Hearing her, he responded, "There's no need for now."

Before he had even finished speaking, the situation in the field changed.

"Ananda Eight Skills!"

With a roar full of momentum, Han Yanfa pushed with both palms, eight palm prints striking out from all directions, one after the other. Although his own strength was weak, paired with Shi Xiaole who was ranked eighty-seventh on the Emperor List, he might be able to withstand the white-clothed person's offensive.

Further back, Murong San retreated uncontrollably, while Witch Granny was carried by someone, her gaze fixed on the center of the arena, mixed with both admiration and helplessness.

Clang!