"Young master!" Su Qingqing felt relieved upon seeing the newcomer.
Song Changming flicked his sleeve, dissipating the palm force coming his way.
Immediately, Song Changming stepped forward, transforming into a breeze, and was next to the young man in an instant.
"You!" The young man's face changed, the sense of crisis brought by Song Changming instinctively made him want to draw his sword.
But it was too late!
A large hand directly pierced through the Gang Qi around the young man's body, grabbing his face.
The young man felt a strong force, as if his skull was about to crack.
Song Changming's face was cold as he lifted him up, his Thunder Seed activated, energy surged from his palm, turning into Golden Thunder that enveloped the young man's entire body.
Accompanied by this electrifying shock from head to toe, the young man couldn't endure the pain, and finally screamed.
