Even more terrifying was that the Shadow Team led by Ouyang Feifei had already annihilated the black-clad Death Warriors, and at this moment, they surged forward to join the slaughter.
"Damn it, run!"
"Third Master is dead, what are we still fighting for?!"
In an instant, they oiled their feet, and like ducks, they ran as fast as they could, scattering like smoke.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic, dust filled the air, presenting a one-sided situation.
The Nalan family members fled desperately, each scrambling for their lives.
Meanwhile, Ning Fan and Ouyang Feifei and others fought valiantly, fully aware of the tactic to pursue the enemy while they were on the run, avoiding the folly of chasing fame while neglecting the real threat.
The main escape direction for the Nalan family members was still the path that Nalan Wushuang led the elite members to flee.
"What's going on?"
Hearing the shouts and cries of the killing coming closer from behind, Nalan Wushuang turned back.
