Lu Nange didn't waste any words and raised his left hand lightly - whoosh!
A powerful whirlwind suddenly emerged from nowhere. It was not an attack, but it brought with it an irresistible sense of oppression. It instantly swept across the entire venue, making it impossible for people to open their eyes. All sounds were suppressed by the wind!
Shen Zhiheng's eyes suddenly widened: "Is it her?"
He Zhuo rubbed his ears and said disdainfully: "Why are you making such a fuss? It's so noisy..."
Shen Zhiheng pointed at Lu Nange in disbelief: "That wind element just now... was she? How is that possible! She only looks about ten years old!"
Shi Xu glanced at him indifferently: "You are ignorant. Who told you that age is the standard for judging a person's strength?"
The crowd of onlookers only felt the heart-pounding strong wind and Lu Nange's icy voice. "Can you be quiet?" The scene suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. All eyes were fixed on her with fear and awe.
Lu Nange was very satisfied with the effect. He put down the speaker and called softly, "Aye."
Lu Beiye took a step forward and raised his hands slightly.
In the sunlight, countless golden threads as thin as hair condensed out of thin air, and one after another...pierced into the bodies of Mu Jin, Mu Cheng, and Mu Shu!
Countless fine holes are left on the limbs and torso!
The golden thread flashed with a cold and bright light under the sunlight, carrying out a cruel and precise capital punishment.
Then, the gold thread disappeared at the same time...
The three members of the Mu family were hung in the air by vines, like three broken blood bags.
Thousands of tiny blood holes ooze out blood simultaneously, dripping onto the ground...
Quiet...
A deathly, eerie silence enveloped the entire square.
Only the sound of dripping blood, "tick...tick...", could be clearly heard.
All the survivors held their breath...
Shen Zhiheng looked at the three figures with holes all over their bodies and blood dripping from their bodies, and a storm of emotions had already begun to surge in his heart.
[Holy crap... Brutal! So brutal! They look like siblings! What's the level of this pretty sister's wind element? Unfathomable! This short, stocky little guy's gold element... His control is incredibly precise, definitely higher than mine! Level five? Or even higher? I... I'm such a noob!]
He Zhuo squinted at Shen Zhiheng's expression of shattered worldview and smacked his lips in disgust: "Did you eat poop secretly? Your expression looks so ugly that it looks like it's about to break."
Shen Zhiheng suddenly came to his senses and grabbed He Zhuo's arm: "This sister... No, your sister, and that little bean... They can't be level five, or even level six, right?"
He Zhuo raised his chin proudly and slapped his hand away: "Why do you care so much? Anyway, I'm better than you! Are you envious? Jealous?"
Shi Xu: "Chen Zhiheng, please be careful with your words, our little A'ye is not a little bean!"
Shen Zhiheng...
Lu Nange: "Zhizhi... throw the other half-dead people down."
The branches made two brisk "chirp" sounds, and the emerald green vines moved in response, throwing the upside-down psychics to the ground, then quickly gathered around Lu Nange and rubbed her wrist affectionately.
Chen Zhiheng pointed at Zhizhi and raised his voice again: "This, this mutant plant... is it also my sister?"
Shi Xu: "Chen Zhiheng, I think you talk too much nonsense."
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