The sudden scene within the arena not only shocked Linglong, but even the mysterious man watching from the rooftop couldn’t help but be startled, seemingly not seeing how the opponent appeared.
But soon, the corner of his mouth curled up, showing a look of interest.
"Interesting, it seems tonight’s situation is more exciting than I imagined."
He smiled, suddenly communicating through spirit, surging into Linglong’s mind, saying, "Linglong, Life-taking Dividing Spirit Leg!"
Linglong’s face changed slightly as she realized instantly, her body suddenly rotating with her legs like a whirlwind, although Jiang Shi had grabbed her ankle.
In a split second, countless phantom images exploded, dense and rushing towards Jiang Shi’s body.
Each phantom contained a powerful Power attack and Soul Attack, hissing and difficult to capture, combining reality and illusion, creating overwhelming phantom shadows.
For a mont, the strange leg shadows were everywhere in the sky and on the ground.
However, Jiang Shi’s expression remained indifferent, unmoved, his eyes seemingly able to see the essence, ignoring all the leg shadows, still fiercely smashing Linglong’s ankle towards the ground.
Fast to the extre!
Powerful to the extre!
Boom!
A violent muffled sound as the entire ground shook fiercely.
A huge pit appeared.
Cracks spread everywhere, crisscrossing.
Linglong, whose ankle was grabbed, imdiately spewed out a mouthful of blood, screaming miserably, her whole body collapsing on the ground, limp, the wooden box she held also flew into the sky.
"Linglong!"
"Bastard!"
The remaining two won quickly turned back, shouting angrily, their eyes blazing as if about to spit fire.
They abandoned their enemies, one rushing directly towards Jiang Shi.
The other leaped, forming a Sealing Technique with her hands, grabbing violently, creating a powerful suction directly covering the wooden box, imdiately drawing it into her palm.
Holding the wooden box, she turned to leave, intending to attract attention and lead Jiang Shi away so her companion could rescue Linglong.
Jiang Shi frowned, watching the woman who snatched the wooden box, stepped forward like Instant Teleportation, his body instantly traversing over.
The woman holding the wooden box, Qing ng, shouted fiercely, suddenly turning, a huge Fire Phoenix phantom suddenly erged behind her.
Suddenly, from the Fire Phoenix phantom, countless beams of light shot out densely, surging forward, shooting towards Jiang Shi’s body.
Jiang Shi was expressionless, ignoring all the beams, almost instantly appearing in front of Qing ng, slapping out without warning.
"Qing ng, dodge!"
The mysterious man’s face changed drastically, shouting sharply.
Smack!
The sound crisp, space dented.
A series of blood flowers splattered in the air.
Qing ng’s body spun seven or eight tis, slamming hard into the distance, hair disheveled, face bruised, her head swelling a circle.
She was completely stunned, her mind buzzing, endless terror.
Never had anyone hit her like this!
Neither had she ever felt such danger.
As if in the opponent’s eyes, she was just a scarecrow.
No compassion at all.
After being slapped by Jiang Shi, the wooden box she held flew up again, smashing towards the distance.
Jiang Shi didn’t even glance at the woman, taking a step, almost instantly appearing near the box, grabbing it, and opening it.
A strangely shaped mysterious plant inside.
Nine Dragons Heart Transformation Grass!
He sealed the lid again, turned to leave.
"Wicked thief, stop!"
Just then, another woman, Yue’Er, finally approached, shouting angrily, holding a mysterious silver-white long sword, the surface shining bright silver, radiating brilliantly, directly stabbing towards Jiang Shi’s body quickly.
Jiang Shi didn’t look, casually grabbing, his five fingers strong like an eagle claw.
Crack!
Boom!
The silver long sword was imdiately grabbed and crushed by Jiang Shi, turning into countless fragnts, flying everywhere.
Yue’Er’s face changed, quickly retreating.
But Jiang Shi flicked his finger, a powerful Power already shot out instantly, with a bang, piercing through Yue’Er’s shoulder, directly through her back.
Yue’Er scread miserably, her body flying backwards, crashing into the distance, covered in blood.
Jiang Shi’s expression remained calm, as if he did a trivial thing, continuing to walk away swiftly, like the wind, unstoppable.
But just as he was leaving the battlefield, he frowned, stopping again.
In front of him, a figure appeared at so point, dressed in a black robe, with a pale complexion, exuding a kind of indescribable femininity, his face extrely gloomy.
Mysterious man!
"After hitting my won, you still want to leave, isn’t that too simple?"
He spoke gloomily.
"What do you want?"
Jiang Shi responded.
"Want?"
The mysterious man snorted coldly, "In this situation, do you still need to ask?"
His hand slowly withdrew a black Soft Sword from his waist, radiating black light, the surface covered with countless mysterious lines, lightly shaking it.
Suddenly, the entire Soft Sword instantly stretched straight, making a piercing tallic sound.
"My won, not even I can bear to hit them? You dare to touch them?"
The mysterious man’s voice cold, stepping forward, the black Soft Sword in his hand making a piercing sound, buzzing, exuding a chilling aura like a poisonous snake.
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