His invisible protection

'Judge, this guy is actually a judge!' Even after the cloud piercing shuttle had gone far away, Ling Chuxi, LAN Xinyu, and the rest were still in a state of extreme shock.

At this moment, Wu Xie no longer had the timidity of the past. His figure was handsome and his expression was indifferent. The sea breeze brushed his long hair. Besides being majestic, there was also a bit of peerless and otherworldly intent.

In the distance, several figures were approaching on their flying swords. From afar, they could feel the heavy pressure being released from their bodies. Ling Chuxi and the others finally regained their senses and looked curiously at the group of people.

"Young master, you're finally back." An old man with a white beard and a white head respectfully saluted Wu Xie.

"Uncle he, what are you doing here?" Wu Xie helped the old man up with a light smile.