Qingluan was a little nervous and whispered to Tang Xiaobao, "What should we do? She's in danger. I didn't expect Shao Wei to be so strong."

Tang Xiaobao was calm.

Indeed, it now seems that Situ Linglong is no match for Shao Wei.

But so what?

Situ Linglong has the necklace he gave her and a magic weapon on her. It is nothing but a pipe dream for Shao Wei to want to kill Situ Linglong.

Besides, if the situation really becomes critical, Tang Xiaobao can also help save people.

This arena is a restricted area for other cultivators. Once the war starts, it will be impossible to get on it. But for Tang Xiaobao, this is not a problem.

However, he would not interfere unless it was absolutely necessary.

At this moment, on the ring, Shao Wei, who had been covered by ice, suddenly burst into wild laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughter ripples.

The ice layer broke open, like a cocoon emerging from rebirth. Flames were still flickering on Shao Wei's body, making him look like a man of fire.

His two fingers were holding Situ Linglong's sword, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from his throat, but it could not move forward even a little bit.

"Is that all you can do? Then you're going to die today."

Shao Wei exerted force with his hand, and Situ Linglong's magic sword broke into several pieces.

Her body retreated wildly.

Shao Wei didn't pursue her. He looked at Situ Linglong like a cat playing with a mouse and said with a smile, "Are you scared? If you kneel down and kowtow now, I can spare your life, but I'll destroy your cultivation. How about that?"

"Don't even think about it!"

Situ Linglong's face flushed red, and she slapped out with her palm, a huge palm print, towards Shao Wei.

Shao Wei didn't move at all, allowing the palm print to fall on him.

The armor disappeared, and he returned to his original appearance, but he was still smiling.