Chapter 430

Right in front of her, Peng Zhang was being pressed down by several Ghost Faction disciples. His face was brimming with fury, and his eyes were bloodshot as he glared at her.

If it weren't for the Ghost Faction disciples holding him back, Peng Zhang would've already rushed over and probably wanted to beat her up!

What a baffling person. His heart ached for his junior sister. Could it be that Arbor deserved to stand on the stage as a live target for his junior sister to slap?

Victory or defeat depended on one's ability, so what was there to be unconvinced about?!

What he hated the most was this kind of person who pestered endlessly after losing.

Arbor glanced at Peng Zhang before disdainfully withdrawing her gaze. She walked past the Ghost Faction members and briskly ran back to her sect.

Suddenly, she heard everyone's gasps.

The Holy Water Sect senior sisters who were originally smiling at her from afar abruptly changed their expressions, and they cried out involuntarily, "Little Junior Sister, be careful!"

A gust of wind came from the back of Arbor's head, and an icy chill immediately hung on her stoic face.

It turned out that Hui 'an was struggling with her broken body as she rushed down the stage. She snatched a sword from a Ghost Faction disciple's hand and threw it at her back with a vicious glint in her eyes.

As expected, she was a sore loser. Since she dared to sneak attack her, she would die without a burial place …

Just as she was about to turn around, an extremely fast, moon-white figure landed beside her with a whoosh. The figure harshly pulled her into his embrace with his left hand, and at the same time, he raised his right hand and spread open his fingers, throwing out a leaping ball of purple flames.

After the flames swept past the flying sword, that pitiful sword turned into ashes before everyone's eyes and disappeared inch by inch.

Hui 'an covered her fake face that had long deformed in fright. Because of her violent movements, one of her eyeballs really did fall out of its socket.

The instant she covered her face with her hand, her entire body was already enveloped by a ball of purple flames.

The little fellow blinked and laid in Mo Lian's embrace. A comforting, extremely faint, and relaxed aura tightly enveloped her.

Everyone present simultaneously widened their eyes, and their expressions changed as they looked at the Ghost Faction female disciple who was struggling and screaming while being enveloped by the purple flames.

Outside the arena, Liu Yizhi's expression also changed for the first time as he stared in horror at the youth in white who had thrown out the purple flames.

His retainer, Qiu San, also sucked in a breath of cold air. "Sir, where did this youth come from?

How could this be … "

"Huo Ling?"

Liu Yizhi shook his head and muttered to himself, "Impossible. How could one comprehend the five spirit origins in this kind of place?"

"Could it be?

… "Qiu San leaned close to Liu Yizhi and pointed upwards." Like us, which Manor Head sent them over? "

"Impossible!"

Liu Yizhi shook his head in absolute denial. "If someone from the Six Prefectures came, there's no way we wouldn't have heard of it."

"That's true."

Qiu San also felt puzzled and nodded. "Then could it be that this youth really comprehended the five spirits' origin powers on Sikong Planet?"

Liu Yizhi shook his head repeatedly. "The fire spirit origin he comprehended is too powerful. I've never seen it even in Shuntian Prefecture.

Impossible, impossible, impossible … "

This simply didn't conform to the rules and regulations!

Regardless of how conflicted Liu Yizhi and his retainer, Qiu San, were in disbelief, the raging purple flames had already enveloped Commandery Princess Hui 'an's entire body.

The little fellow turned around and coolly looked at Commandery Princess Hui 'an, who was howling miserably as she was roasted by the flames.