Wu Lei had only enough time to burst into the Bursting Energy Realm.
Three silver needles shot out from the palm of his hand, aiming straight for Jiang Dali's face.
The next moment, his figure was struck by a palm blow, sent flying high up, his Qi-Blood dropping drastically until he was almost a bloodied shell.
And in that instant, Jiang Dali snorted coldly and had no choice but to raise his hand and flick three fingers, shattering and sending the three silver needles that were still barreling toward his face flying.
Yet, during this gap, Wu Lei's figure hitting the wall, his hand shot out a needle like a ghostly apparition, with a pull of his arm, his figure unbelievably took to the air again, attempting to leap over the courtyard wall and flee.
"Needle Transfer Skill..."
Jiang Dali sneered and roared as he charged forth, stretching out his hand to make a distant grab with his fingers spread wide!
Roar! —
The Great Dragon Capturing Hand burst forth once more.
