"Imprisoned Cloud Hand!"
Chang Sijing's face turned anxious as he employed a powerful martial arts technique. Although its power was limited, it could keep a person confined in place, unable to move.
With a loud shout from Chang Sijing.
A giant palm, carrying the force to imprison the heavens, reached for Ouyang Panxue and Qin Chen.
The rest, including Cheng Hangkong, were no different.
They knew very well they absolutely cannot let Qin Chen and Ouyang Panxue leave the relic, or the consequences would be unbearable.
One technique after another, akin to raindrops, bombarded Ouyang Panxue and Qin Chen.
For a moment, even the relic started shaking violently, as if it was about to collapse.
"Take Paanxia and go first, I'll hold them off!"
Seeing the continuous offensive from behind, Ouyang Panxue gritted her teeth, making a decision.
