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These words fell into the ears of others through the door, and they were really angry and anxious.

He was so angry that these guys were talking nonsense, and so anxious that he was entangled now, relying solely on his magical energy to support him, and had no extra strength to call for support. If Zhao Xing was stalked and beaten like this, he would probably die before the battle.

, died of excessive blood loss first.

Being forced to a dead end, the rest of the group no longer tried to cover up, they shouted loudly, muttered words, and used magic skills to solve this serious problem even though they were seriously injured and their cultivation was set back ten years.

A cloud of blood mist dispersed, and the space became distorted.

A sense of oppression surrounded me from all directions.

The remaining scholar, with his face flushed and his hair all wet, was floating in the air.

The rest of the people used magic skills, just like what they encountered in the Suolongjing that night. They had the power to distort space, but they did not have the power to create lawful space. But even so, in today's world, using internal force to distort space causes the enemy's sight to be blocked and the enemy's sense of position to be blocked.

Chaos, there are only a handful of people who can do it.

Zhao Xing smelled a smell of blood, his vision was blocked, but he couldn't see Yu Ren. However, all this was seen by Fan Xiaodao outside the battle circle. Seeing that Zhao Xing was in danger, he suddenly said to Yu Ren, "Old Yu

Weird, look here!"

Hearing this, the rest of the people's eyes were attracted.

I saw Fan Xiaodao holding something that looked like a crossbow but not a crossbow, something that looked like a cannon but not a cannon, pointing at himself in mid-air.

Fan Xiaodao said, "Come on, give me a smile!"

Although the rest of the people didn't know what it was, they felt the danger.

Fan Xiaodao said, "If you don't smile, I will give you a smile!"

In his hand was the ballista that had been modified in the past few days. It contained thirty kilograms of black powder. It was originally intended to deal with Tuoba Dingdang, but he didn't expect that it would be used on the rest of the people tonight.

The fuse burned out.

Fan Xiaodao pulled the crossbow spring.

Whoosh!

A fireball, preceded by a cluster of arrows, with a whistling sound, pierced Yu Ren's Dharmakaya floating in the air, and exploded when it reached his body.

In front of Zhao Xing's eyes, the red mist disappeared.
Chapter completed!