Duan Ye's body was thrown forward without any resistance as if he was being controlled. When he saw the man's claw-like hand was about to choke him at his throat, his eyes flickered, and the next moment he let out a low cry.
"Flying wheel slash!"
The Eight-Star Flying Wheel appeared in his hands with a whizzing sound. With his command, the flying wheel flew out of his hands and slashed the Golden Core cultivator in front of him.
The Golden Core cultivator was surprised that he could fight back under such circumstances. Seeing that the flying wheel flew toward him carrying a fierce stream of air as if it was a sharp-pointed blade, his expression changed to shock. He quickly withdrew his hand and retreated.
However, the Eight-Star Flying Wheel was originally a magic weapon. It followed Duan Ye's consciousness and chased after the man. With lightning speed, it slashed out and a fierce and strong blade intent came out.
"Hiss!"
