Fortunately, in the deep mountains and old forests, as long as these people are dealt with one by one, she will have no worries. After figuring it out, she stretched out her left hand without hesitation and opened it towards the ground.
The small willow on the wrist began to emit a faint green light, and then transformed into countless willow branches, moving forward rapidly along the ground like a snake. The winding willow branches covered the entire battlefield where Nan Muran and the others were.
Si Ye, Wang Gang, Chen Dong, and Lao Ying ran to a place about 300 meters away from the battlefield and stopped with guns in hand.
"Hide." After seeing the situation in the sight, Si Ye gave the order without any hesitation.
The four of them quickly hid themselves in the nearest position. After hiding, they all raised their guns and looked through the scope at the same time.
Seeing the scene in the distance, several people were dumbfounded. What were those things crawling wildly on the ground? They were not animals, but willow branches?
On the other side, Xiao Liu's willow branches extended wildly until they were close to every mercenary on the opposite side, and then began to wrap around their feet and rise up, intending to separate and imprison everyone.
Mercenaries who have been fighting on the line of life and death for many years will naturally not compromise without the ability to fight back. They first used pistols, but when they found that it was useless, they began to take out daggers and slashed wildly.
But the willow branches wrapped around them seemed to feel no pain, breaking, regenerating, and then wrapping around them again, over and over again, faster and faster, until finally all of them had no strength to resist.
Finally, the sharp part of the willow branch directly pierced the necks of the six mercenaries. The battle was over, and they were completely dead. The bodies were thrown to the ground, and then dragged into the soil in an extremely strange manner until there was no trace of their existence.
Qi Li was dragged madly by the master until he was completely scared out of his wits, and then he was brought in front of Nan Muran.
His terrified cry pierced through the jungle and rain, making everyone who heard it shudder with fear.
At this moment, Nan Muran's whole body was glowing with a faint green light. Her curly hair, which was originally tied into a bun, was wrapped in the green light and spread out, floating backwards with the wind, making her look like a goblin in the mountains.
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