Fang Liyan smiled with satisfaction.
At the same time, there was a wave after wave of crimson Qi blood from Fang Liyan, passing onto the Chief Black Bow, even some of it was viscous.
And Fang Liyan's originally sallow skin became even more dried up, like parchment dried by the sun.
Fang Liyan was already gaunt, and as the crimson Qi blood transferred, his skin continued to collapse.
...
"Quick, stop him!"
Mo Kai urgently ordered; he could feel that this old human was using a demonic battlefield technique.
This old man's tactics were even more hysterical.
He's sacrificing life, even more brutal than sacrificing lifespan.
After the sacrifice, comes death.
Even without thinking, it's clear this move is very dangerous.
Ying Mountain Ridge was anxious too.
Fang Liyan was right, the Suspended Arrow Tower indeed has no durability; it needs a Grandmaster to repair it with Qi blood to support the next arrow.
