"Boom."
A terrifying energy burst forth ahead, directly striking at Ma Jun.
"Ah." Ma Jun let out a terrible scream.
Although it was only a first grade talisman crafted by Mo Huasong using ordinary materials, it was more than enough against someone like Ma Jun.
At that moment, Ma Jun had an ear blown off, and his pain-wracked appearance evoked pity in those who saw it.
"Damn Mu Fanxuan," Ma Jun said, so furious he almost coughed up blood.
Of course, he had no blood left to cough up, for he was now a soul.
Mu Fanxuan saw that the items left to her by Mo Huasong were very useful and felt secretly pleased.
Now, in order to survive, Mu Fanxuan could no longer care about anything else and continued to throw out those talismans.
One talisman after another bombarded Ma Jun, blasting him into continuous agonizing cries.
By now, Ma Jun was so enraged he wanted to vomit blood; he had come here full of confidence, seeking revenge against Mu Fanxuan and Mo Huasong.
