Zhang Xiaoyi's cursing is truly harsh.
He carries a specially crafted firearm, capable of firing elemental bullets.
If you ignore him, he'd just keep cursing, all while standing at a distance and sneakily shooting 'biu, biu'.
If you try to kill him, he'll run.
After a few rounds of this, the bald strongman finally snaps, his fury erupting to the brim, wishing he could kill Zhang Xiaoyi right then and there.
He chases after Zhang Xiaoyi, storming out.
Now in the hall.
Only Nangong Sirui and the middle-aged man are left.
"Die!"
The middle-aged man unleashes both claws, slashing towards the void and leaving behind trails of black shadows.
Nangong Sirui parries a few strikes, but suddenly notices his arm get scraped and torn.
The golden Yaksha mask on his face flashes briefly, transforming into a fiery red Yaksha mask.
"Scatter!"
With a low shout, Nangong Sirui's physique disperses into clusters of flames, drifting in the air.
