However, the followers of Fenqiu Heavenly Immortal beside him met with a far worse fate.
Screams erupted here and there, with more than half of them dying on the spot. The rest, severely injured, fell from the sky.
They were unintended victims of the battle, never expecting Mo Batian to be so formidable. Startled, they hastily flew backwards in retreat.
Fenqiu Heavenly Immortal struggled to rise from the ground, thinking of fleeing to the rear, but Mo Huasong had already appeared in front of him and threw another punch.
"Boom."
Fenqiu Heavenly Immortal felt as if his body was about to burst, realizing that if things went a bit more south, he would be doomed.
"Pfft." Fenqiu Heavenly Immortal spewed out a mouthful of blood and was about to be hurled backwards.
He had not anticipated that Mo Batian would be so powerful that he was no match for him.
Just as Mo Huasong was about to strike again, Fenqiu Heavenly Immortal began to plead, "Mo Batian, let's talk this out, shall we?"
