However, sympathy was just sympathy. When it was time to make a move, Jiang Ming would not have the slightest hesitation.
He waved his left hand, and the Mystic Water Shield appeared, clashing with the flying sword.
The pitch-black flying sword shattered.
The Mystic Water Shield changed its direction slightly and hit the iron seal. Both of them exploded with spiritual energy and flew back at the same time.
At the same time, Jiang Ming cast the Fireball Spell with his other hand. A fireball the size of a human head shot out and burned the talismans in front of him in the blink of an eye. It then fell on the body of the person who sent the talismans.
In an instant, the man was burned to a crisp, leaving nothing behind.
The other three perpetrators were shocked.
"Something's wrong." The one-eyed man suddenly felt uneasy.
The rope that the woman took out was held tight in Jiang Ming's grip and he pulled it.