An expert from the sky

Ling Chuxi's eyes darkened, but her heart was extremely determined.

"You guys go, I'll stop him." Wei Wuming slowly drew out his long saber, and the impure power of the heavenly Dao surged like a turbulent current.

His face was already unusually red even before he had drawn his blade. It was obvious that his body could not withstand the chaotic power of the heavenly path before he had advanced to dark Supreme.

Putting aside the question of whether this attack would be able to stop fan Pingzhou, he himself would probably die from the explosion of his sea of Qi.

"I'll do it. " Ling Chuxi once again took out her martial soul, heaven suppressing tower. Even though his Yuan Qi had yet to recover, he could still exert some of its power by relying on the divine reining technique. It was better than letting Wei Wuming die.

"My Lord, let me do it." Wei Wuming could tell how serious Ling Chuxi's injuries were as he spoke with determination.