"You killed him?" A flash of severity crossed Zhang Tong's face when he saw Zhang Xuan return.
Zhang Xuan ignored Zhang Tong and turned to the Japanese mutants trembling all over, his tone slightly cold. "You want to protect them?"
Zhang Tong's aqua-green robe fluttered lightly in the night wind, and a stern smile rested on his face. "I told you, now isn't the time to kill them."
"Zhang Tong, go home and keep dreaming your grand dreams!" Zhang Xuan cursed. Flames surged from his entire body as he bypassed Zhang Tong, who stood in his way, and instantly appeared among the Japanese mutants. Towering flames swiftly swept toward the Japanese on the verge of madness, intending to engulf them all.
"I told you, now isn't the time to kill them!" Zhang Tong snorted and stomped his right foot fiercely. Countless talismans suddenly rose from the ground, their yellowed paper covered in strange runes that seemed to be Taoist runes.
Zhang Xuan found it strange, and a sudden sense of alarm rose within him. Without a second thought, he used Teleportation to evade.
The facts proved Zhang Xuan's instincts to be remarkably accurate. The moment he left, the talismans stuck to three Japanese mutants in the center. The three mutants seemed somewhat knowledgeable and tried to dodge as well, but they were slightly too slow and were struck by the talismans. Then, to Zhang Xuan's surprise, the three mutants became stiff as statues, frozen in place without moving an inch.
"Something's wrong!" Zhang Xuan's expression changed several times, and his gaze toward Zhang Tong gained a trace of wariness.
"I thought about it for a while and came up with a good idea." Zhang Tong was quite satisfied with the effect of his talismans. Smiling, he nodded and turned toward