Su Ran assessed the situation, realizing that he could only buy time by hovering. As long as he dodged their long-range skill, the Ghostly Flame Bomb, they were like toothless tigers, posing no threat. After all, they couldn't fly!
If he was lucky enough to delay until the protective shield disappeared, then what was he waiting for? Time to make a run for it!
Su Ran had no time to ponder. He held the Illusion Demon Stone Sword, stepping into the air. After determining the attack distance, he tossed a piece of burning paper towards one of the Hell Nether King Tigers. The burning paper in his hand was handy, he threw it precisely where he pointed even he was impressed by his tricky angles.
"Bang!" "-728" (Lucky Crit)
The burning paper, like a shooting star, crashed violently into the open mouth of the Hell Nether Tiger. The explosion of the fireball caused the unfortunate tiger's jaw to dislocate.
"What the hell, how come my attack is so fierce?!"