As they neared the carriage, within ten or so feet, the person raised both hands, and the steel rings clashed fiercely, producing a resonant clang.
Clang!
An ear-piercing sound wave quickly rushed towards the carriage.
The driver and Zhu Yunwen immediately felt their ears roaring deaf, their heads dizzy and muddled.
At this moment, Murong Qingqing gave a cold snort, her voice like a muffled drumbeat, instantly suppressing the sound wave, allowing the people to feel some relief.
Seeing that a dozen figures were already rushing forward.
Wang Yuyan frowned, her willow eyebrows straightened, and in a light reprimand, her ten fingers spread like playing a pipa, abundant true energy surged into both her hands through the meridians, and immediately sharp finger winds tore through the air quickly.
Some of them immediately swung their weapons to block, but in the blink of an eye, their weapons flew out, and they were wounded, all greatly shocked.
"Heavenly Human Realm!"
