Yin Fang hesitated, looking at the three rapidly approaching people, suddenly dodged to the side, grabbed one of them, and threw him towards Fang Zheng.
At the same time, he swung his palm, striking out several palm forces to meet the incoming adversaries.
"Peng!"
"Peng Peng!"
"Incense Master Jia." Yin Fang growled:
"You hold them off, I will leave first."
"You..."
Incense Master Jia's face changed dramatically, but he was forced to face the pursuing Gong Xiong and Households Commander Ming, spitting blood after clashing palms.
On the other side.
The person thrown towards Fang Zheng exploded mid-air.
Intense Qi and blood transformed into countless powerful arrows, covering an area of several feet, accompanied by a scorching energy capable of igniting straw.
"Swish!"
Fang Zheng, stepping on Seven Stars, swiftly retreated, narrowly avoiding the range of the blood arrows.
