The Wisdom of Mortals... (2)

Bang!

With the support of the dual martial techniques, Chen Yu seemed to have transformed into a streak of light, disappearing under the body of the exotic beast in a flash.

Boom!

The turtle shell fell heavily to the ground, smashing the forest into pieces.

The spreading shockwave spread out, uprooting countless huge trees.

Plop.

Landing on the ground, Chen Yu turned his head and looked at the exotic beast that was struggling to 'flip over.' The corners of his mouth curled up into a cold and arrogant arc, and he charged directly toward the pile of cannonballs.

"Where are Duan Ye and Bahuang Yao?!"

Bhang Yao was taken aback, and subconsciously raised her hand. "I... I'm here."

Duan Ye's brows furrowed when he heard that.

What was with this familiar tone...

"Everyone, follow me! Don't fall behind."

The young lady hurriedly followed.