The substitutes who were originally just watching the battle suddenly stood up, their eyes filled with fear as they looked around, but they couldn't see any figures.
"Old sly Yu Qiao!"
One of the substitutes muttered, his tone tinged with a hint of fear.
At this moment, Yang Jian had already collapsed on the ground, his body twitching slightly, and a puddle of blood had pooled beneath him. The shrill screams chilled everyone to the bone, tightening their nerves.
This special attack location, coupled with his invisible state, made it clear to everyone that it was Yu Qiao.
Old sly Yu Qiao was known by the nickname Chrysanthemum Monster.
The sudden scream made Zhou Xuan abruptly stop in his tracks, dodging vines while vigilantly watching all around.
"Yu Qiao, this matter has nothing to do with you."
Zhou Xuan shouted loudly, his eyes cautious. At this moment, he finally understood why Chen Tianming and the others dared to appear.
They had helpers.
