"Boom!"
At this moment, Shi the Third flew out from the ground, but his face was slightly pale. A bloody handprint on his chest was precisely the mark left by Liu Sheng's palm just now, with lingering energy recklessly damaging his body.
"I've been saved!"
Wu Guang's entire body went limp as he fell from mid-air, almost unable to stand. If Liu Sheng had arrived a moment later, he might have been a goner.
"General!"
Several Dao Realm experts behind him supported him, "I'm fine!"
In front of his soldiers, he certainly couldn't show weakness. He shook off their hands and stood tall, ready to battle.
"You think just you random riff-raff can enter the Stone Cave?"
Liu Sheng looked at Brother Shi and his companions with contempt, "Just two Late Stage Dao Realm Eighth Layer, are you looking to die?"
As for the others, he didn't even bother to spare them a glance!
Brother Shi's face was gloomy; a Peak Stage Eighth Layer expert from the Tree-man Race had just perished.
