Evil Emperor’s Wild Consort 1267 Love Rival 4

A purple light fell from the sky and flew straight towards Murong Qian's head.

"Watch out, Eldest Lady!"

The elder's expression changed drastically as he swiftly pulled Murong Qian to his side. Just as he had pulled her aside, the purple light landed with a loud crash and carved a deep chasm where she was standing just a moment ago.

Murong Qian was scared silly. If the elder had not pulled her aside, her life would have ended right here, right now.

She could not help but s.h.i.+ver at the thought of this and quickly hid behind the elder.

"Hmph!" The elder scoffed icily as his eyes stared eerily at Zixie who was in the air. "As a powerful cultivator, what do you have to prove by attacking a woman? If you have the ability, fight us honorably!"

No matter how much the elder dislikes Murong Qian, she was still the Eldest Lady of the Murong family and the Master's favorite granddaughter.

Protecting her was his responsibility.

How could he ever allow anyone to do such a thing under his watchful eye?

Zixie's lips curled into an eerily cold angle before his indifferent voice rang out, "The way she had looked at me was disgusting. Hence, the first person I'm going to kill is her!"

Murong Qian's little face turned white and she did not dare to say anything else. She did not even have the courage to look in Zixie's direction, afraid that she might accidentally end up killed.

"You're digging your own grave!"

A swift and forceful light flickered in the elder's eyes before he sped swiftly towards Zixie. The elder then aimed a forceful attack towards that flash of purple robes.

Zixie glanced at him indifferently as an infinitely powerful aura rose from his body. The elder's speedy figure instantly stalled in the middle of the whirling aura.

Zixie then abruptly disappeared from the air before reappearing behind the elder.

He had a purple lightning sword in his hand and his eyes were filled with cruelty as he brought the sword down mercilessly.

Clas.h.!.+

The elder quickly turned around and blocked the downward slash of the sword. Instantly, a wave of energy cascaded from the sword into his chest, causing him to stumble several steps back. The elder's face drained of color and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"I'll help you."

Wen Luo's eyes darkened and he attempted to rush over to help the elder but was blocked by Grand Lord Hong Lian.

"What are you trying to prove by ganging up on someone with your superior numbers? We shall be the ones to deal with you!"

Grand Lord Hong Lian laughed icily as his disdainful glare landed upon Wen Luo.

Wen Luo's usual arrogant expression has now turned absolutely unsightly. He gritted his teeth and snapped, "Gu Tian, Dongfang Yu, as a result of making us your enemy, it won't end well for you two!"

"Hahaha!"

Grand Lord Hong Lian burst into laughter, "This is all the dignified Wen family cultivator can say! They will change their status as a Great Protector at any given time! However, did you really think that I, Gu Tian, am the type of person who would shrink back for fear of other organizations? If that had been the case, I would not be where I am today!"

Boom!

Grand Lord Hong Lian did not say anything else after this as he instantly launched an attack at Wen Yan...

Murong Qian's hands were balled into tight fists. Her face was filled with anxiety before her gaze drifted towards Gu Ruoyun who was standing all alone on the side. A light then flashed in her eyes and she charged towards her.

As long as I capture this woman, would I still need to worry about keeping their hands off me?

Gu Ruoyun did not seem to notice Murong Qian's actions as her eyes continued to stare unblinkingly at the battle between both parties.