An Liuyan’s gaze was cold as it swept across Mo Ling’er. If she only had to face Fang Yan and Zhang Ying, she was confident that she could heavily injure or even kill them, despite their cultivation at the fifth-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm. But it was troublesome now because there was a seventh-pulse Dragon Pulse Realm expert, Ma Qing.

Although she could leave now if she wanted, her departure would also mean the death of Mo Ling’er. It was so much so that Mo Ling’er might even be humiliated if she left.

“You want to leave?” A cold light flashed across Ma Qing’s pupils after sensing An Liuyan’s gaze. With a snicker, he waved his hand, and Mo Ling’er flew over.

Mo Ling’er was heavily injured to begin with. Thus, she couldn’t resist the suction force from Ma Qing at all. But just when she was about to fly away, a hand grabbed onto her wrist and tugged her back.

“Who the hell are you to dare to interfere in our matters?!” Zhang Ying’s eyes flashed with ferocity while wanting to make a move against Lin Yun.

But Ma Qing stopped him as doubt flashed across his pupils. He said, “Don’t bother about him right now.”

Most importantly, he couldn’t see through Lin Yun, nor did the latter stop their fight. So he couldn’t make any judgment for now. The utmost importance was to capture An Liuyan. They spent a lot of effort...