Everyone felt a roar in their ears, with the world trembling in response to the loud shout.
Wu Lishan was momentarily distracted, and Shan Zhi seized the opportunity, a glint of ruthless determination flashed in his eyes, like a leopard poised to pounce.
He suddenly hurled the plum blossom dart in his hand, which drew a black arc through the night, like a life-taking talisman, piercing through the night air with a whistling sound, aiming straight for Wu Lishan's throat.
Wu Lishan reacted swiftly, a trace of panic flickered in his eyes, he hurriedly swung his iron staff to block it.
With a loud "clang," sparks flew like fireworks exploding in the night sky.
The plum blossom dart was deflected, and Wu Lishan breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the dart contained a hidden mechanism.
Just as Wu Lishan thought he had evaded the danger, a concealed arrow shot out from the dart like a black lightning bolt, striking straight into Wu Lishan's Dantian Qi Sea.
