For Yi Chenzi and his three people, even though their plan had been disrupted, they still kept a reasonable formation. They kept a reasonable distance between the three of them.
However, the eerie smile hanging on the corner of Qin Wushuang’s mouth just grew bigger.
His sights already stopped on the side of Yi Chenzi.
Suddenly, he rolled the long whip and bound Mi Zhongheng’s body again and raised him high. Then, he said leisurely: "Yi Chenzi, I thought you guys would stay at the Zhen Wu Holy Place."
"Since you are here, then I will return this Emperor to you." Qin Wushuang calculated the distance and when he saw Yi Chenzi’s group were ten metres away, he unleashed the long whip and threw Mi Zhongheng’s body along with it.
Like a shooting cannonball, Mi Zhongheng’s body flew directly towards the wall to Yi Chenzi’s left.
