Chapter 45 Don't Underestimate the Fried Dough Stick as a Weapon_1

Lu Yang, sword in hand, grappled with Qi Wu's neck and tossed him backwards, shouting, "There is a door behind. Run quickly!"

In the blink of an eye, Qi Wu was thrown three to four meters away. It seemed like he would fall to the ground, but an invisible force arose from underneath him, lifting his body and making him land securely on the ground.

"Thank you for rescuing, Immortal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he promptly led Ah Yue and the others to run outside, without any hesitation whatsoever.

They couldn't make sense of Lu Yang and Tiger Demon's Cultivation Level, but only knew that when cultivators battle, regardless of victory or defeat, it would inevitably affect the surroundings. Their mortal bodies, if merely grazed in the fight, would either end up confined to bed or buried in the earth for the latter half of their lives.