I, Suiren, will teach Ziyi how to make stockings.

At this moment, the three-way battlefield seemed to have frozen in time, falling into an eerie stagnation. The thick smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, and the stagnant air was filled with tension and awe.

Everyone present, with the exception of Hongdie, the graceful woman in a red dress, and Brother Dao, who stood like a god of war, had expressions of extreme shock, almost fear.

Even Ye Chongren, who was a seasoned, calm and experienced man, found it difficult to control himself at this moment. His hands trembled slightly, revealing the turmoil deep in his heart.

Such terrifying power had already far surpassed their previous understanding. In its presence, everyone felt nothing but fear, unable to generate any other emotions.

The black spear, resembling Optimus Prime, its tip a towering mountaintop, was seen slowly falling. Visually, the speed of its descent seemed incredibly slow, but everyone knew this was merely an appearance. Its actual speed was unbelievably powerful, and once it fell, it would surely shake the earth and mountains.

"Retreat a hundred miles away from here!" Hongdie raised her eyebrows and shouted like a sudden thunder. In an instant, she turned into a dazzling red shadow and fled the battlefield as quickly as a meteor.

Huang Taiji and the others witnessed this scene, their eyes filled with horror. "Hurry... hurry up and follow them! The power of this attack will definitely harm us!" Everyone seemed to have just woken up from a dream and immediately fled in panic.

"What should we do?" At this time, Ou Yezi's face was full of anxiety, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his voice was trembling a little.

"Run!" Meng Kongchan made a decisive move without hesitation. In an instant, everyone scattered in panic like frightened birds.

However, something unexpected happened. As they fled, they suddenly felt their bodies grow unbearably heavy, as if crushed by an invisible mountain. At the same time, an extremely overbearing and terrifying will, like a surging tide, descended upon them.

"Just stay here!" An extremely dull voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd without any warning.

Li Youtian's heart tightened, and he quickly turned to look. He saw the burly man, like a demon descending from the earth, wielding a huge sword, charging towards him with all his might. He exuded an air of fearlessness, like a brave warrior unafraid of life and death, completely oblivious to the terrifying spear about to fall from his head.

"Oh no... He wants to leave us all here!" Li Youtian's heart skipped a beat, cold sweat instantly seeped out of his back, and the chill ran up his spine.

The power Jiang Qisha unleashed was so terrifying it was beyond imagination. They were very likely to be ruthlessly harmed, and even accidentally killed if they weren't careful. But facing such a devastating blow, could this burly man really be sure he could survive?

Li Youtian believed that even if Dao Ge survived, he would undoubtedly have suffered a severe injury. Clearly, this was Jiang Qisha's ultimate killer move. This also indirectly demonstrated the immense strength and formidability of the experts in the Yuanpo region. After only a few rounds of confrontation, Jiang Qisha was forced to employ this lethal move, forcing even his companion, the red-dressed woman Hongdie, to retreat a hundred miles.

"Pavilion Master, go first!"

"Palace Master, go first!"

Almost instantly, the six elders from the Wind and Thunder Hall and the Nebula Pavilion roared deafeningly. Their eyes burned with determination, and without the slightest hesitation, they turned and charged towards the burly man.

"Damn it? It's just a death, isn't it? Do you think the people in your core area have an extra head?" The Wind and Thunder Hall's Great Elder glared and cursed. As soon as he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged, and his body expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, his skin was covered with dense, spider-web-like cracks.

"You're right, damn it. We are middle-class people, and we are definitely not soft persimmons that can be bullied by others!"