Vengeful Demon Power!!!
Body Destroying Foot Move!!!
Hell Fire…Soul Confinement Mind Power…Mighty Lightning Bolt…Soul Killing Club!!!
Colorful moves like a firework festival swarmed into Xueming but Mo Wangui was the victim taking all of the attacks. Though his external body could still endure the attacks for some reason, he almost wanted to scream out in pain on the inside.
“Hey, I think this is getting weird.”
“You’re right. Why didn’t our attacks hit that mouthy kid at all?”
“Hm, but boss Mo Wangui isn’t showing any sign that he’s weary. Well, Long-ear, you ask him directly then.”
“Right, Long-ear. You’re the closest to boss. Just ask him so we can all stop wondering.”
“Alright, fine.”
Even though the conversation of the Blood Nightfall fighters was not loud, when Xueming shrouded the battle stage with his spiritual energy, everything interesting was clear and known to him, including the conversation about Mo Wangui of the Blood Nightfall Group.