Facing Ye Yuan's sword intent that surged to the sky, Luo Yunqing fell silent.
He knew that Ye Yuan was doing it for his own good. It was just that at this time, was he still going to fight?
Ye Yuan returned. Could he overcome the raging tides?
Luo Yunqing thought about it and felt that there was virtually no possibility.
Maybe a few thousand years later, Ye Yuan could lead the Martial Secure Heavenly Sect to rise up domineeringly.
But at present, he could not!
"Brother Luo, fight or not!"
Ye Yuan spoke for the third time, his voice akin to thunder, howling above the ninth heaven!
And his sword intent climbed to the limit.
Everyone's countenance changed visibly.
"What a strong sword intent! I'm forced by this sword intent until I somewhat can't open my eyes anymore!"