The scholar himself did not have strong martial arts skills, but he was so clever that he had previously directed Cheng Yaojin and others to avoid wave after wave of attacks, always choosing the most advantageous positions for avoidance. However, this was also because Cheng Yaojin's protection was excellent. Seeing the fat man bleeding all over now, his expression changed.
"Yaojin, pinch your Heavenly Altar Acupoint and..."
Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the initiative to press a point on Cheng Yaojin's body.
The blood flow slightly slowed, but how could he help one and not the other?
Yet the blood still surged into Zhi's mouth...
Sui Yi was still standing in the cracked Sacrificial Tower and looked up to see Wu Gen riding atop Zhi's enormous body, which resembled a demon spirit.
