Di Qing did not even have the ability to protect himself. Even if he faced some top cultivators, he had no chance of winning.
Therefore, he hated the feeling of having his fate in the hands of others. If Jian Wushuang was defeated, they would all die with him.
Di Qing's heart, which was originally calm, was a little nervous.
He could barely use ten percent of Yan power, which was indeed a little troublesome for Jian Wushuang. However, with Sword Intent, it was more than enough to deal with Cui Jing.
A Yan power dragon appeared between Cui Jing's arms. Then, he pushed his fists forward.
There were a total of four dark yellow dragons, and they were hundreds of feet tall. Their mouths were full of sharp teeth, and if one was bitten by them, one would definitely be severely injured.