"Caw!"
Mr Crow thrust his head again out from Ji Hao's cloth, opened his beak looking stunned, and gazed at those Blood Fang warriors, who had already turned into ashes.
There were tens of thousands of elite warriors, and hundreds of senior-level powerful warriors from the Blood Fang among them. However, all of those people were killed by a single shot of Si Wen Ming. What was even more terrifying was that this shot, which had silently killed tens of thousands of people just now, didn't break a single piece of armour; not even a single leaf, or a single grass in the jungle had been damaged by this shot.
Ji Hao was totally stunned, and while gazing at those swaying armours and helmets which had fallen onto the ground, he couldn't help but gasp deeply in shock.