"Will Brother Chu be okay?" Yue Fandie said in a worried tone.

The storm of ice and fire was still spreading in mid-air, blotting out the sky and the sun.

Hua Qingwu and Tang Rou held their breath and looked nervous, subconsciously looking at Jing Hong.

Jing Hong looked calm and said softly, "Don't worry. Although the cultivation of Flaming Qilin and Yan Wushuang has improved by leaps and bounds, they are still far from being able to hurt Chu ...