You Want to Kill Me? I Will Bomb You!

The air twisted.

Wang Teng appeared three meters away from his original position.

"How's that possible!

"What footwork is this?"

An evil clansman holding a bow some distance away was in disbelief. His expression was ugly.

He was a blue-gowned guardian-level warrior in the Zhenli Clan and had reached the 8-star soldier level. This was a sneak attack, but he still didn't manage to kill Wang Teng.

Martial warriors below the general stage had limited sensitivity to the movement of space. Also, they were a long distance apart, and Wang Teng had only used his space talent within a small range. Thus, the 8-star soldier-level martial warrior couldn't sense anything even though his level was higher.

He thought that Wang Teng had executed some strange footwork and evaded the arrow at a speed he couldn't catch with his naked eyes.