"Oh, this is interesting. Three toys are actually not under my command anymore."
"If I had known earlier, I should have implanted memories in them first."
Jiang Qing, already transformed into a red phantom, didn't care about the three additional enemies on the field at all.
These three people could at most provide some support to Wen Xishu, but they weren't of much use.
Jiang Qing moved again.
Her movements were still ghostly and unpredictable, even in the slow-speed field... they remained astonishingly fast.
Wen Xishu could barely see her, but his body couldn't keep up at all.
In the next second, the hand of the red phantom seemed to have turned into a scythe, condensing in the mist.
It was too fast, Qin Feng, Tang Yi, and Old Tai couldn't react in time at all.
Only Wen Xishu realized... he was about to endure another attack.
Yes, a red slash was almost heading straight to cut Wen Xishu in half at the waist!
