Screams echoed out, shocking Baldie's comrades.
But they weren't pushovers either.
In an instant, three magic treasures appeared in their hands and they launched an attack.
Magic flames, piercing sword light, and an invisible giant hand all arrived in a flash.
"Thief, daring to trespass in Qianchen..."
The short man barely began his accusation when he suddenly saw the flames in his hand extinguished.
Then, he felt the same agony that Baldie felt.
Spurt!
Blood burst from his shoulder, and the excruciating pain made him scream out loud.
Beneath the mask, Gu An sighed—it was almost bearable.
It was nothing really.
With a casual slap, he sent the man crashing to the ground, unable to make a sound.
Meanwhile, a flying sword zoomed towards him, but Gu An turned his head to dodge.
A flash of lightning streaked past.
The tall, skinny man appeared behind Gu An like a bolt of lightning, his dagger already at Gu An's neck.
