Something's happened! Fang Che is yelling...
"Mr. Fang!"
Seeing Fang Che stumbling backward with blood spraying from his body, Zhao Ying'er felt a wrenching pain in her heart. She cried out and rushed forward desperately.
At this moment, in the direction Fang Che was retreating, a man in black appeared like a ghost from the void, a long spear in his hand turning into a howling gale!
It thrust directly at the back of Fang Che's head.
The sound of the wind howled, and Evil Qi soared into the sky.
The lame Hong Er and Jing Xiuyun roared angrily and charged forward desperately, but it was already too late.
Fang Che's body was still retreating uncontrollably under the recoil.
The spear was about to pierce straight into the back of his head!
Suddenly...
A slender figure flew up into the air.
Zhao Ying'er.
She was already the closest to Fang Che, and being the person most concerned about him, she immediately flew out, wanting to support him.
