"Boom!"
"Rumble..."
"Puff..."
The roaring sound filled the air, accompanied by a muffled puff...
Half of the Grey-robed Commander's body exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only the part below his waist, which was violently thrown to the distance by the fierce Xingyuan Power.
Even Chen Tang and the Little Miss, along with the Ten-Star Little Ghost Gourd, staggered back wildly, only stopping after about a hundred meters.
"Oh my god, this kind of power is terrifying..."
In the distance, Leng Bing was dumbfounded, her murmurs like sleep talk: "We actually sniped a powerful Eleventh Stage? And... your bullet really can bend?"
All of this felt like a dream, even though it happened right before her eyes, it still left her feeling hard to believe and difficult to accept.
"Whoosh!"
Chen Tang flipped his hand and put away the Xingyuan Warblade, rushing to the distance and stopping in front of the remains of the Grey-robed Commander.
