"If it were a straight fight, I'm not sure I could beat you."
"A pity. I, Qi Wuyong, use my brain."
He laughed and pointed a finger.
BOOM!
A violent shockwave suddenly erupted from the forest.
Immediately after, a faint red light screen, visible to the naked eye, rose into the air. In the blink of an eye, it formed a barrier of light twenty to thirty zhang across, trapping Wan Qing and his men inside.
With a low hum, raging flames descended within the light barrier.
The trees inside the barrier were instantly scorched black, then burst into flame.
Screams of pain rang out.
It turned out that some of Qi Wuyong's own men were also trapped inside the Array. Engulfed in fire, they rolled on the ground in agony.
Wan Qing and his men had already gathered together, standing back-to-back. Their blades swung like a whirlwind, creating a barrier of wind that forcefully kept the curtains of flame three feet away.
Their expressions were solemn and fearless.
