The blood threads around the crimson skeleton formed by Wei Ziyan would sometimes coagulate, sometimes disperse...
The entire figure turned into a red shadow, swiftly changing direction at various unimaginable angles.
The four of Jiang Zhe, their figures also flickering left and right, kept Wei Ziyan tightly surrounded.
Although the four had Wei Ziyan surrounded, their attacks and killing moves were either dodged by Wei Ziyan with bizarre body techniques or were taken head-on by him.
Jiang Zhe's expression was somewhat unsightly; he hadn't expected the person before him to be so troublesome. His Filthy Blood Divine Skill had evidently reached an unprecedented state that the sect had never known.
Jiang Zhe realized that a quick victory was very difficult now, and the only way might be to slowly exhaust this person to death!
