Shen Wang felt that incorporating Fireball Talismans into his attacks made them more flexible and effective.
The only thing to be careful of was hurting himself, so he used them as tactically as possible.
Boom boom boom!
Three Low-Level Fireball Talismans left the old man with no space to dodge left or right, forcing him to retreat backward.
Shen Wang noticed the swordsman was about to counterattack, so he decided to deal with the weaker one first. He threw two darts over his shoulder while his Black Death Blade gleamed, burning with Fire Spiritual Power, as if it were ablaze.
Clang clang!
The swordsman had just been hit by the darts and, after catching his breath, intended to counterattack. Seeing another two black rays shooting towards him, he cursed under his breath and hastily deflected the darts, only to see a glowing blade slashing towards him, prompting him to block instinctively.
Clang!
