"Don't worry, you won't die. I'll use this ridiculous clown's blood as compensation," Jia Zhenjing said expressionlessly.
"Who are you calling a ridiculous clown? You're the one! Your whole family is!"
"Even a gentleman can endure, but I can't stand it anymore. Clown Puppet, attack!!!" The Clown King burst out, entwining his fingers.
The threads wrapped around his fingers quickly changed.
"No! My body is out of my control!"
The old man was the first to cry out, clearly feeling that his whole body was beyond his control, especially his limbs, which he couldn't stop at all.
"My body is also being controlled."
"This is the Clown King's Clown Puppetry. Dark, if it really doesn't work, remember, don't hold onto old ties. If you can kill us, don't hold back!"
Nangong Shui's eyes were bloodshot.
Fortunately, only their limbs were controlled, and their combat power was limited to Vital Energy.
If the Clown Puppetry could control their Totem Battle Skills, it would be the end.
