"You little bastard! You actually dared to destroy my Puppet substitute, you deserve to die!!!" Feng Buping said, his killing intent soaring to the sky.
He slapped his right hand on the storage pouch at his waist, and the storage pouch that Ju Tianbao had just handed him burst open as all kinds of single-use Divine Thunders and various overbearingly powerful Spirit Talismans shot out of it.
He ignored whether his Divine Thought could withstand supporting all these treasures, formed a seal with both hands, and frenziedly unleashed all of them, blasting straight at Zhang Xiaohao.
Pu chi!
The moment these Divine Thunders, Spirit Talismans, and various overbearingly powerful Ancient Magical Treasures rushed out, Feng Buping's Divine Thought was instantly overtaxed. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his face turned deathly pale in an instant.
