However, Zhu Yuxian stood motionless on the spot, the swastika in her eyes suffused with golden Buddha Light. The White Lotus on her forehead slowly rotated, appearing sacred and transcendent, devoid of any fear, and even devoid of any emotion.
The Sword Blade slashed towards Zhu Yuxian's forehead. With the sharpness of this Divine Weapon, a slight movement could completely pierce through her skull.
Yet, Lu Chengfeng's face became exceptionally ferocious.
"Let her go!"
He shouted with a somewhat shrill voice.
Nonetheless, Zhu Yuxian remained unmoved. The mana within her body continuously poured into the Dragon-Binding Rope, allowing this Immortal Object to guide the Red Dragon beneath the earth, causing the ground to crumble and the mountains to collapse.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
"I'm telling you to stop."
Lu Chengfeng was almost hysterical, his long hair dancing wildly. The entire person suddenly rushed over and clutched her neck fiercely with his palms.
