"Roar!"
The cruel, evil grin on Mao Zao's face froze completely amid a burst of firelight.
The treasure whisk in his hand, woven from special materials and supposedly unafraid of water, fire, or blades, had no power to resist the flames conjured by Blazing Sun Sacred Qi. In an instant, it was burned entirely to ash, exploding into sparks that scattered in every direction.
Boil Iron Melt Gold!
The "hairs" of the whisk had been burned clean away, while the fiery dragon shot skyward with an angry roar and lunged straight for Mao Zao's heart.
Though Mao Zao's name contained the character for "scorched," his resistance to fire-element attacks was no different from that of an ordinary martial artist. Suspended in midair and unable to move freely, he could only hold the remaining metal handle of his "whisk" across his body and barely block Ye Weiming's earth-shattering strike.
Boom!
The flaming dragon struck the whisk's handle with a deafening blast like a ceremonial cannon. The shock made the bandit archers in the tent bleed from both ears. They dropped their bows in unison, clutching their ears as they collapsed to the ground and wailed.
Cao Yinglong's central command tent seemed to have become a living hell at that moment!
Mao Zao, who bore the brunt of the blow, spat blood under the impact. His body smashed a hole through the tent's canopy and was sent flying into the sky. -215438
After the explosive Crushing Damage came a string of burning damage. Wherever Mao Zao flew, shocking damage numbers appeared one after another.
At the same time, a sharp eagle cry suddenly rang out from the sky. A beige beautiful figure descended from above, firing several silver streaks of sacred light from the crossbow in her hand. They pierced straight through