Faced with the crimson beam, Li Ang didn't think twice. As he rolled to evade, he reached out to grip the sword hilt at his waist.
The beam grazed his shoulder, scorching flesh, and then turned back mid-air, aiming directly at his heart.
Silver Blade Wheel!
With Li Ang at its center, the pure magical metal light blades unfolded, forming a circle of silver ring.
The crimson beam struck the silver blade ring, clashing with the spinning light blades, and both melted away together.
More than half of the silver blade wheel's light blades disappeared before the crimson beam ceased firing.
"Go! As far as possible!" Li Ang shouted to the three stunned young girls beside him.
He pointed a finger, and the magic power in the Silver Heart transformed into a curse art, generating a wind elemental creation beneath the limp Andasu, lifting the hope of the Yunxiang Race to escape together.
