"Perfect opportunity!"
Qin Shaofeng was the first to charge out of the Defense Formation.
The last few long needles had already been raised high as he moved.
Hanba noticed his appearance, but had no chance to deal with him now.
The overwhelming barrage of long needles made even him sense mortal danger. After all, he only had one last chance to defend himself.
When Qin Shaofeng saw this, he sneered inwardly.
Hanba was, after all, an existence with extremely low intelligence.
Qi Xian's attack looked troublesome, but as long as Hanba covered the fatal point between his brows with his hand, he could avoid every possible danger.
Yet after sensing the threat, Hanba not only failed to do that, but seemed to lose his head and actually began attacking at random.
That gave Qi Xian's attack an opening.
A long needle immediately plunged into Hanba's fatal point.
Hanba's body suddenly halted for an instant.
At Qin Shaofeng's level of cultivation, a momentary delay meant life or death.
How could Qin Shaofeng's battle experience possibly let such an opportunity slip by?
In the very first instant, he had already rushed before Hanba.
The long needle in his hand instantly stabbed into Hanba's brow.
But as the needle pierced down, he discovered that the right hand he had extended had already become incomparably withered.
Having gained the upper hand with one move, he relaxed slightly.
Only then did he finally understand why.
Within three meters of Hanba, the red light had turned the area into an indescribably terrifying furnace.
Inside that furnace, he felt as though he were about to be roasted into a dried corpse.
He did not dare delay in the slightest.
Fearing that one long needle would not be enough,
he was just about to stab another needle down