This Eight Crown Magician was shrewd and calm in the face of danger, flicking his right hand and throwing a bamboo tube outwards in an instant, clearly some kind of signal. At the same time, his body rolled on the ground, without time to shout, his right hand pressed against the ground, and a huge rock instantly shielded his back. The only thought he had was to escape. From the first clash, he felt the opponent's supreme warrior cultivation level; not running would be foolish, no?
How could Ah Jin let him escape from her grasp? A spark of light flashed in her eyes, her figure soared like a bolt of golden lightning, her right hand made a pressing motion, and a hand of golden light instantly condensed in the sky, grasping the flying bamboo tube, while at the same time, her body performed a beautiful zigzag maneuver in mid-air, the golden sword formed by magic power in her hand chopped down from above.
