Rumble, rumble!
A huge booming sound echoed as the Arrow of Retribution shot toward the black tornado, piercing straight through and aiming directly at Zhao Wenzheng.
The black tornado instantly turned into a cloud of mist and dissipated.
"No!"
"Brother Zhao!"
"Be careful!"
The Yunpiao Sect disciples exclaimed in alarm.
Boom!
An explosion sounded, and in Zhao Wenzheng's terrified expression, the Arrow of Retribution hit his body, causing it to explode instantly, turning into a mist of blood that scattered in the Martial Arts Arena.
Whoosh!
A flash of holy light, and Mi Jiaro put away the crown, his figure darting back to Jiang Chen and the others.
"You've worked hard!" Jiang Chen nodded slightly at Mi Jiaro and patted him on the shoulder.
Mi Jiaro grinned and began adjusting his clothes.
Frowning tightly, Jiang Chen glanced at Sun Buping and the others.
