Ji Zhou and Jing Yan Daoist cried out at the same time.
But their tones were polar opposites—one a terrified plea for help, the other a sharp, furious shout.
Ji Zhou clearly hadn't expected the woman to actually dare to attack.
This was the territory of their Sansong Mountain, with so many people present. It was precisely for this reason that he had brazenly stepped forward to block them.
But to his surprise, she attacked directly, without any hesitation.
His body felt as if it were suddenly seized by something. He couldn't resist at all and could only look at his master, Jing Yan Daoist, in terror, using all his strength to cry out for help.
Jing Yan Daoist's reaction was also swift. He responded almost the instant Wen Yin attacked, flickering to appear in front of his disciple, Ji Zhou.
"Stop!"
With a sharp cry, Jing Yan Daoist sent a palm strike flying toward Wen Yin.
But just as the palm was about to strike Wen Yin, mere inches away...
