"Why are you crying, silly girl? Don't you have even a little bit of faith in your brother?"
The smoke had not yet cleared, and the dust was still swirling.
Yet Ling Xiao's teasingly confident voice could be heard.
Ling Jiaojiao wiped away her tears and excitedly looked forward.
Finally, a figure gradually emerged.
Although Ling Xiao appeared very embarrassed, with both arms seemingly broken and his body drenched in blood.
He was undoubtedly the victor.
Because beneath his feet, Shen Meng was now barely breathing, completely powerless and even struggling to breathe.
It seemed that unless something unexpected happened, Shen Meng was doomed to die.
"Hahaha! Ling Xiao, you're alright!"
Ling Jiaojiao excitedly dried her tears and dashed forward.
Ling Yan, the Guarding Elder, Old Black, and Ling Yuhua were all utterly shocked and delighted.
This guy Ling Xiao had actually done it; he had knocked a martial artist with Yin-Yang Realm First Layer Hell Cultivation nearly to death.
