Chapter 65 Critical Point_3

Under Shen Ying's grave gaze, the eight puppets he had just pushed back once again assaulted him.

With a grit of his teeth, the turquoise waters he had gathered below instantly ceased to hide and surged towards Wang Ba.

It seemed intended to hold back Wang Ba.

However, it was at this moment that he suddenly let out a light exclamation of surprise.

Wang Ba, who appeared to be uncontrollably thrown backward, facing the incoming spears, suddenly paused mid-flight.

"Heh, he's faking it after all!" sneered the thick-set Tupi Continent Cultivator, not surprised in the least, but with a mocking look in his eyes.

The spear suddenly accelerated.

In less than a blink of an eye, it had already thrust towards Wang Ba.

Yet, faced with this spear, Wang Ba acted as if he didn't see it at all.

Without any hesitation, his large sleeves danced, and a White Tiger nimbly leaped out from within.