Bao Yan's hands jolted, and a thunderous sound rolled from his lips, blasting Xu Yunfan backward. His fingers trembled, recalling his scattered swords to form a defense around him.
Xu Yunfan twisted around, slinging the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer onto his back and using the momentum to land in front of Mo Shisan.
The instant the Thunderfire Qilin Hammer knocked the Poisoned Sword away, Xu Yunfan spun and shouted, "Brother Mo, can your Mechanical Armor fly?"
Mo Shisan was taken aback and answered subconsciously.
"There are Mechanical Wings three inches below my ribs. One flap can carry me three…"
Before he could finish, Xu Yunfan kicked him squarely in the lower back.
The moment the Mechanical Wings sprang open, he plummeted toward Celestial Craft City below like a kite with a snapped string.
As he fell, Mo Shisan watched Xu Yunfan's figure shrink rapidly from view. His heart lurched, a whirlwind of emotions churning in his chest.
