Sima Ye held the small wine gourd and opened the stopper on its opening.
After he pointed the small wine gourd at Zhan Lao, it began to suck in the Spirit Qi from Zhan Lao's body.
"You!" Zhan Lao felt the loss of Spirit Qi and turned his head around at the culprit.
This moment allowed Lee Zhen Ren to leap away from Zhan Lao.
When Zhan Lao saw Lee Zhen Ren slip away, he tried to catch hold of Lee Zhen Ren's leg but couldn't.
The sole of Lee Zhen Ren's leg slipped away from his grasp in the nick of time.
Zhan Lao turned his attention to Sima Ye instead.
He pulled out the needles with the red threads from his arms and body, ignoring the pain and flesh that were torn out of his body.
Splatter.
Blood splattered all over the ground, but he ignored it.
Bending his knees, he got ready for his strike against Sima Ye.
And without any warning, his huge and burly body shot at Sima Ye like a cannonball.
