After Cangshan finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it, instantly transforming streams of air into tornadoes, directly enveloping the nearby wounded trusted aides and sweeping them up.
"You can take your time to think, and I can wait patiently, but you better hurry, otherwise I can't guarantee these people will hold on until the end."
As soon as Cangshan's words fell, one of the severely injured trusted aides was unable to resist the cutting of the Wind Blade, instantly exploding into a cloud of blood mist.
"Oh, what a bunch of amateurs."
Cangshan curled his lips, raised his eyes with a slight smile, and looked at Sikong Yu, waiting for her response.
Sikong Yu tightly grasped the spear in her hand, her gaze sweeping over the trusted aides who were swept up. The uninjured aids could still resist for a moment, but those injured aides had no power to resist at all. If it weren't for the other party intentionally controlling it, just now, more than one would have died.
