Jiang Yatang, Sun Wei, and the others suddenly halted their advance, staring blankly at the scene before them-intense mayhem among the Fire Stiffs, unable to regain their momentum caused by the disorder in the rear.
What kind of two swords were they?
Sun Wei distinctly noticed that the fallen Fire Stiffs on the ground had traces of black energy on their bodies. This black energy was transmitted into the other Fire Stiffs upon contact, causing them to fall powerlessly to the ground.
"Brother Shi, can Sister Xiaohong really be saved?"
Zhao Hong was the quickest to regain his senses, running up to ask the question.
Shi Xiaole didn't answer. He placed his hands on Wang Xiaohong's back, silently running the Undying Seven Illusions, converting all the death energy inside her into life energy.
Gradually, a trace of colour returned to Wang Xiaohong's pale face.
"Hahaha, Sister Xiaohong is indeed getting better, Brother Shi, you are truly a miracle!"
