The woman's beautiful black eyes were filled with hope, but that hope disappeared the moment she felt the cultivation of the handsome young man in front of her.
"Don't come, run away! I can hold them off!" She shouted as she tried to get up, but her body weakened and she coughed up large gulps of blood, the little Qi in her dantian barely able to maintain her consciousness.
Qingyi noticed the woman's condition, his eyes glowing a deep purple as he used the first form of the Storm Monarch Sword Art.
The Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword turned into a blur as it slammed into the shell of one of the scorpions.
"What?" Qingyi's eyes widened, a metallic clang echoing as he felt a painful tremor spread through his arms.
All that power, and all it did was get a tiny crack, blue blood squirting out as the creature shuddered painfully.
The second scorpion took advantage of Qingyi's diverted focus to attack him, its tail covered in flaming Qi as it tore through the air.
