Ying Feihang and two other Yunxiao Sect disciples spread out in a line, blocking Luo Tian's escape route!
"Luo Tian, hand over the treasure!"
"We're on the same team! Are you really going to hoard the treasure for yourself?"
the other two Yunxiao Sect disciples shouted.
"Luo Tian, give me the gourd, and we can pretend this never happened. You can even stay on my team!"
Ying Feihang said, his face dark.
"Hilarious!"
Luo Tian found it amusing.
Handing over the treasure just to stay on Ying Feihang's team? Even a fool wouldn't make such a choice.
SWOOSH!
He transformed into a gust of wind, charging toward the canyon exit and closing in on Ying Feihang's group of three.
"Stop him!"
Ying Feihang roared, thrusting his palms forward to unleash two blasts of bright silver Palm Force. They radiated ripples that covered an area of over ten meters.
The two palms sealed off sixty to seventy percent of Luo Tian's room to evade!
