"Not good! These fierce beasts are charging towards us!" Leng Ying suddenly snapped out of it and shouted to Yuan Yuxi, Chen Xinyi, and the other women.
Yuan Yuxi, Chen Xinyi, and the others also recovered from their shock and immediately asked Leng Ying, "Brother Leng Ying, what do we do now?"
Leng Ying furrowed his brow tightly, his eyes bursting with sharpness as he said, "Since they're coming at us, we have no choice but to fight them fiercely!"
Though it puzzled Leng Ying why the Cloud Mist Mountain Range had suddenly become overwhelmed with fierce beasts charging into this valley.
But at this moment, he couldn't afford to think too much. A flash of light from his hand revealed the Fire Dragon Saber.
This was an immensely powerful Fifth-Grade Saint Magical Artifact, enough to deal with a master of the Saint Ancestor level.
Yuan Yuxi, Chen Xinyi, and the other women also brandished swords filled with rampant saintly aura.
