HISS!
At the sight before them, everyone present couldn't help but draw in a sharp, cold breath.
Many of the families, including the Qiao Family, had stayed out of the fight from the very beginning. As a result, they were relatively unscathed and had all retreated to a safe distance, where they now stood together.
They were simultaneously shocked by Zhou Fan's techniques and terrified of the mysterious Elder Witch's power.
Meanwhile, Zhao Qingshan, the recovered Wang Tianshuang, and their companions narrowed their eyes. A profound solemnity flashed through their gazes as they looked at the Elder Witch with undisguised wariness. They subconsciously fell back to stand beside Zhou Sihai and Chu Yan.
"Do you see? This move of mine has a similar effect to your Nether River Dead Water, does it not?" the Elder Witch asked, paying no mind to the others. It was as if, in his eyes, only Zhou Fan existed.
"Not bad. But your technique isn't as flashy as mine."
