Miao Ke'er felt the blade almost touching her face, causing her to shut her eyes tight in despair.
Suddenly, a hand had tightly grasped the dagger, with red blood droplets trickling down. Xiao Qiang, unable to release his magic, could only use his physical strength to grab the dagger.
Ordinarily, this blade could not have injured her, but with his powers gone now, this was the only way.
Yet the danger had not been resolved, as two nine-level martial artists, noticing Xiao Qiang's weakness, rushed up laughing.
"You're courting your own death!"
Two talismans had appeared in the void, the sky was filled with flickering lightning and deafening thunder, horrifying to the extreme.
Many nine-level martial artists knew in their hearts that it was too late.
"Heavenly Thunder!"
In mid-air, two flashes of lightning struck down on the heads of the two nine-level experts.
Crack! Crack!