Chapter 722: It's All the Fault of that Trash, the Seventh Saint Son

In the square, the silence was instant.

Everyone's eyes were wide with shock and confusion.

What in the world was up with Lu Xiao?

How was it that Lu Xiao was unharmed by the Seventh Saint Son's full-force attack, and more importantly, what ability was he using to gather the flames?

No one had ever seen such a bizarre superpower.

He was able to consolidate such immense energy in the blink of an eye.

Keep in mind, this was a genuine Master Level energy intensity.

"Damn it!" the Seventh Saint Son said as he saw Lu Xiao safe and sound, instinctively turning to run away.

But unfortunately, just as he turned, he found himself immobilized.

"No rush to leave, my friend. We did sign a life-and-death covenant, so it's either you die or I live,"

"Come on, let's continue,"

With that, Lu Xiao extended his other hand, lightly hooking his index finger.

Thirty meters away, the Seventh Saint Son was forcefully repelled with a "song" noise.