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So, it's time to use these magical artifacts and poisons now, isn't it?
Thinking this, he prepared to take out a magical artifact from his bosom, but...
Before he could act, he felt a powerful spiritual force striking directly at the winged serpent he was entangled with.
"Roar..."
A faint, trembling roar spilled out from the mouth of the winged serpent, and in almost an instant, the winged serpent had been knocked down, motionless and out of breath.
At this moment, Yue Chushui was somewhat stunned, staring blankly at the man who had helped him as he flew down from the sky.
Yes, flew down, because the man had wings, evidently a member of the Beast Clan.
"You are..."
Only when the man reached his side and retracted his wings did he start to speak.
"Excuse me, is there among you a young master of the Yue Clan?" The man inquired politely as he looked at Yue Chushui.