"Sky Wings!"
"Whoosh!"
Jing Yan's body suddenly vanished from its original spot, leaving behind only a residual image.
The Ran Hou Gang had too many martial artists, and to quickly resolve the battle, Jing Yan felt compelled to use Sky Wings.
"Slice!"
The black giant hammer, a weapon summoned by Ran Hou, howled down towards Jing Yan's afterimage.
At that moment, Ran Hou's eyes suddenly brightened; this strike seemed easier than he had anticipated, lacking the powerful resistance he had expected.
"Did I succeed?" A thought flashed through Ran Hou's mind.
However, Ran Hou's joy lasted only an instant. In the next heartbeat, he realized something was amiss; his weapon felt no resistance at all.
The feeling of a hammer smashing into a body was unmistakably different from hitting thin air.
