"Mobilize the troops from headquarters, crush him with sheer human force!!"
This thought rolled in his mind, making his escape from the battlefield feel justified.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a voice suddenly echoed beside his ear:
"Seventh Jing, where are you heading?"
"Huh!?"
Longmen Seventh Jing felt his hair stand on end, his disheveled hair suddenly bristling.
He turned around abruptly, but all he saw was emptiness!?
"Sound transmission over a thousand miles?"
Longmen Seventh Jing felt a chill in his heart, thinking Su Mo couldn't catch up and was trying to scare him.
Filled with doubt, he turned his head forward and saw a massive foot coming straight at him.
Longmen Seventh Jing's face twisted from the kick, and his head tilted sideways as he spun and fell from mid-air.
When he adjusted his posture and landed with a thud,
he realized that this kick had propelled him back into Qi Dingtian's courtyard.
Right back from where he came.
