Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Almost at the moment Iron Leper's words fell, five companions moved almost simultaneously!
Three feigned an attack, while two aimed for the lower three paths! And he himself had already slipped into the darkness, waiting for the right opportunity!
Closer!
The three-person feigned attack team shouted loudly in unison!
The long spear in Pei Jinghui's hand seemed to fly out uncontrollably, but the enemy slightly tilted his head to dodge it, even stepping forward, bumping Pei Jinghui with his shoulder amid his bewildered expression!
Thud!!
Pei Jinghui dropped the spear on the spot, spewing blood as he flew backward, landing clumsily on the ground.
He clutched his chest as he got up, looking ahead with full terror.
Terrifying!
He could only describe the guy's strength as terrifying!
Just now, it seemed like such an insignificant bump, yet it damaged his vitals, causing intense pain in his chest and ribs.
