The "battle" between both sides was still ongoing.
Ghost Wine took on the task of destroying the stone array, and when he spoke, only a fraction of the people had just noticed him; though they knew he was a man from the Shanbu tribe, they had never observed him from such close quarters.
Many gazes lingered for a moment on Zhao Yijiu's eyes, which were as scarlet as blood.
From them, they felt a very strong sense of anomaly, and the non-human aura on Ghost Wine's body was only now slowly perceived; those people felt a sense of vigilance in their hearts, yet they relaxed once more under the support of Sister Xue's Town Stone.
How could Sister Xue's stone array be so easily destroyed!
Even if one did nothing and allowed others to attack those magnified stone carvings, these stones might not necessarily shift a single fraction.
As firm as a rock, unmoved through mountains and rivers.
When the stones were hurled from Sister Xue's hands, they were no longer mere stones, but mountain peaks possessing the weight of a thousand jun.
At that, someone even scoffed aloud, "Destroy the stone array? Just you?"
These ignorant outsiders would soon realize that Sister Xue was not as easy to deal with as a puppet person!
Sister Xue herself also possessed considerable confidence, yet vigilance accompanied it; she controlled the long rope, preparing herself to intercept Ghost Wine.
Yu Xing took in the reactions of everyone. Sister Xue was not wearing red cloth shoes, yet those who wore red cloth shoes showed her the utmost reverence, a sense of awe that emanated from a long-standing habit.
He dodged an attack from one of the two dwarf women, counterattacked by twisting her arm, wiped away a smear of fresh blood from his