"Retreat!"
Qin Yang made a quick decision. At this moment, he had already alerted the higher-ups of the Celestial Sword Pavilion. In his hand, he had consumed quite a few talismans during the last underground betting arena, and he had just lost another Thunder Shock Talisman.
Now, besides the Flame Burst Talisman and the Divine Movement Talisman, the only Level Three talismans he had left, he was down to just a few Level Two talismans like the Wind Blade Talisman and the Fireball Talisman.
Between the two fingers of Qin Yang's right hand was a crimson talisman, on which burned a cluster of bright red flames.
"Flame Burst Talisman!"
A flash of cold light appeared in Qin Yang's eyes as he tossed the talisman in his hand toward the white-robed disciples besieging him.
"Explode!"
Qin Yang shouted coldly, and the crimson talisman exploded instantly, transforming into a sea of fire.
