In fact, everything happened in a short span of two seconds. Huang Zheng looked at Xiao Yao who was still standing there, safely blowing his flute. He did not take what had just happened to heart. "Fall down for me!"
Following Huang Zheng's loud roar, the Earth-stage special skill above his head, which had gathered most of his supernatural abilities, turned into a spearhead with a swing of his hand, whizzing towards Xiao Yao, letting out a faint, cold wail.
With the Soul-petrifying Spear's attack, Xiao Yao still stood there without moving. He was still playing the Xiao with his eyes fixed and his eyelids did not even move. It was as if he was waiting for the spearhead to pierce him through the air.
"Hurry up and hide!"
Huang Zheng's face, which had just been filled with an arrogant and
