This thought sent Ning Fan's face into wild contortions.
If Xu Yourong had really been turned into one of these mindless Flower Servant Puppets by Hua Wanliu, then he…
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, giving Ning Fan no time to think further, Huo Erba had already thrown a punch that slammed into Ning Fan's chest.
"Haha! Boy named Ning, go to hell!"
Seeing this, Hua Wanliu burst into great joy.
Boom, boom, boom…
At his command, Huo Erba launched a series of heavy punches, continuously bombarding Ning Fan's body.
At the same time, the other Flower Servants also pounced, attacking Ning Fan fearlessly.
Boom, boom, boom…
Ning Fan was instantly forced to retreat, bombarded by countless attacks.
"Huo Erba, is it so easy for your mind to be erased?"
With spiritual power in his voice, Ning Fan let out an angry roar.
The wild spiritual power immediately spread out from Ning Fan's body at the center, crazily expanding in all directions.
Huo Erba was the first to bear the brunt.