บท 1111: Feel The Pain! (2)

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Under everyone's gazes, terrifying cracks started to appear around Wang Teng without any warning.

Even in the pitch-black universe, these cracks were conspicuous. One could see them at a single glance.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out of the cracks. It started spinning around Wang Teng under the guidance of some invisible force.

The wind started slowly at first, but it sped up at a visible speed. Within a few seconds, it turned into a strong gale.

"Stop him!" Tu Jin shouted. His expression changed when he saw his scene.

Bartlet and Cao Hongtu felt their hair standing too. They wanted to break free from An Lan to stop Wang Teng.

"Are you trying to leave?" An Lan smirked. He controlled the Thousand Armaments Vessel to the best of his ability and stalled his three opponents.

"Get out!" Bartlet roared in anger. The sword in his hand released a sharp glow, and he slashed it at An Lan.

Boom! Boom! Boom!