Nan Shunqing's old face turned red too. His third hand was immensely powerful, but it was somewhat embarrassing; every time he used it, it would burst through his trousers or belly, ripping open a large hole.
Fortunately, the large hand extended longer and longer, quickly spanning more than ten meters, and suddenly grabbed the Great Witch leader who had leaped into the air. With a 'puff', an enormous force burst out, causing the Great Witch to suffer so much pain that she couldn't help but let out a tragic scream, as the sound of being tightly clenched emitted with a 'crack'.
Nan Shunqing sneered, and with another grab of his hands, he effortlessly conjured ten streaks of Light Sword Qi, which shot out like crescents and streaked toward the surroundings.
The seemingly random Sword Qi faintly shimmered with a trace of silver light, effortlessly cutting through all the red mist and wooden stakes it encountered.
