Yin Ping's face was as dark as stagnant water. With hands like iron clamps, he gripped the arms of the two female disciples and gave them a violent shove, hurling them ruthlessly down before Dongfang Xueyu. With two muffled thuds, the two disciples crashed heavily against the ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust.
This sudden turn of events terrified all three women present, wringing a chorus of shrill, piercing screams from them in unison. Dongfang Xueyu was so frightened that all color drained from her face, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably as she stood as helpless and fragile as a flower swaying in a storm.
"Yin Ping, what... what on earth are you trying to do?" Dongfang Xueyu demanded, her voice trembling and her face a mask of terror.
Chapter 353