At almost the same moment, Zhang Fan's palm landed on Jiang Li's face. Her eyes widened in shock, unable to react in time. A terrifying force surged like a tidal wave, pressing her head down and smashing it violently into the ground.
A loud explosion resounded as the ground burst open into a large pit, with dust and crimson blood rising into the air.
"Jiang Lai, save her."
Zhang Fan cast a sidelong glance. Qi Ji's condition was dire, with blood flowing incessantly from his neck. He had already passed out, completely unaware.
Buzz...
Before the words finished, fallen leaves began to dance in the air, landing on Zhang Fan.
In an instant, the flow of blood in his body slowed to an incredible crawl, True Yang reversed, and his body felt as if bound by shackles.
"Exorcism Technique!?"
Rumble...
