Almost immediately, flesh split open and blood flowed.
Yan Xiao Yi and Qiao Jin reacted immediately and speedily retreated, avoiding the Profound Qi's fluctuations from the huge axe.
"Qing Luo!"
On seeing that familiar figure appearing in front of them, their expressions turned joyous.
Especially those youngsters who were engaged in a battle, on hearing Yan Xiao Yi's voice, they instantly gazed over.
Indeed, when they looked over they saw that slender figure standing right in front of Yuchi Peng.
Her posture was outstanding as her back was pencil straight.
A pair of charming eyes like torches, as though layered with endless frost, staring coldly at Yuchi Peng.
She didn't looked at them.
But the youngsters could feel Ye Qing Luo's worry for them.
Their hearts which were hanging in suspense finally quietened down.
As long as Ye Qing Luo was here, everything was no problem at all.