This tear caused Yuan Ming to groan, and there was a bloody mouth on the back of his hand.

The reason why this technique is so powerful is because he fuses it with his own skin and uses his own energy and spirit to refine and strengthen it all the time. Others can only practice and strengthen for a few hours a day, but he can passively and continuously strengthen it.

Strengthen for twenty-four hours.

But there are also disadvantages to doing this, that is, once such a spell is broken, the backlash will be much greater than that of ordinary spells.

"Boss!?" The other two Yuan Tai were responsible for assisting in the suppression. Seeing that the situation was not good, they all turned to look at Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming was silent for a moment.

'It seems that not only something happened over there, but there was also a miscalculation here. The strength of these veterans is actually quite good, much stronger than expected.'

He raised his hand and glanced at his watch and made an immediate decision.

"We're running out of time. We haven't been able to seal it off. Ku Chan may come at any time, so retreat!"

He decisively waved his hand to cancel the spell. The person turned into a shadow, blinked back, flew into the shadow, and disappeared.

The other two Yuan Tai hurriedly followed, but the three traitors were panicked.

"Wait! You can't do this!! We agreed!!"

"What will we do if you leave!?"

These three people have long been corrupted by women and women, and their strength may not even be able to defeat Zhengming. Now they saw the main force running away and knew that they were finished. The panic on their faces was immediately visible to the naked eye.

But Yuan and Ming ignored them at all. Their strength was rubbish and their willpower was weak. Such wastes were not even qualified to be their peripherals.

The three of them disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

There was a crisp sound.

The giant white cloth cocoon disintegrated on its own, faded and disappeared as no one was able to maintain the subsequent spells.

The four old men were exposed, panting and covered in sweat.

The youngest of the four was in his sixties, and the oldest was in his eighties. After the battle, everyone was almost exhausted.

"Where are the people!?" Yuhen is indeed the best-kept person in the audience. As soon as he came out, he glanced around with a fierce look on his face. He was obviously shouting that he couldn't hold on any longer, but he was the one who persisted the longest and was in the best condition.

When it was discovered that Yuan and Ming were gone, only the three traitors and old Taoists who were half-escaped were left.

"Still trying to escape!?!"

He immediately roared angrily, rushed forward, and kicked someone in the back of the butt.

He kicked the man so much that he let out an ouch and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.

"What the hell! I provide you with food, drink and fun. I can provide you with anything you want at any time. This is how you treat me!??"

"I work hard every day and try my best to make money to support you, and this is how you repay me!?"

He stepped forward and sat on the old man's body. He used his bastard fists and smashed him randomly.

"It's wrong, it's wrong, we were wrong, please spare us this time!!" The old man on the ground was beaten until he begged for mercy again and again.

Not only him, but the other two were also rushed towards and beaten by Yu Mo and three others.

The old men were panting heavily, as if they were young men, and kicked the three of them randomly.

When Yu Hong opened the door and came in, this was what he saw.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put down Zhengming in his hand, leaned against the courtyard wall, and walked in.

"Master! Master! Are you okay!?"

His face naturally showed a tired and anxious look, and he rushed forward to help Yu Mo Lao Dao.
Chapter completed!