Tang Wuqi was in the poisonous fog, his arm festering, then spreading to his whole body.
The middle-aged man attempted to struggle from Tang Wuqi's hand, but it was futile.
Qin Yuyu stepped forward again, snorting coldly.
"Thunder!"
A bolt of lightning struck directly down on Tang Wuqi.
The deafening explosion echoed in the air.
Meanwhile, the others took action.
Now everyone was tied to the same rope.
If the middle-aged man died, Tang Wuqi would target the next.
Xiao Lei urged his twin long swords to charge at Tang Wuqi.
The long swords drew a beautiful arc in the air.
Guo Tian urged the talisman again, rushing at Tang Wuqi.
Everyone was putting forth their full effort.
Mo Lin wasn't idle.
Mo Lin stimulated the Pure Origin and Profound Dao Technique.
The Three-Pointed Blade appeared in Mo Lin's hand.
As Mo Lin used this move, those present couldn't help but gaze at Mo Lin.
This Three-Pointed Blade consumed twenty years of Dao Practice.
