Shocked to see the scar-faced rush forward with a knife, but Di Zi'an didn't move.

When the big knife was approaching, Di Zi'an finished his visualization, and a round of dark blue stars took the place of the green star cluster in the heart, echoing Xinkui from afar.

"Ink Pond Water Stagnation"

So in the perception of Scarface, he seemed to be in a deep quagmire, and the humid water vapor in all directions quickly attached to it, with a biting deep cold, as if he was in the mist for a moment, but soon, the water gathered and the density increased, just like a quagmire. His every movement became sluggish under the shackles of this viscous water vapor, or the cold instantly extinguished Scarface's enthusiasm for fighting, or this strange magic was too terrifying, when he met Di Zi'an's eyes again,

The illusion worked.

"Ahh

At some point, his broadsword was held in Di Zi'an's hand and stabbed into his abdomen. Di Zi'an only felt a sticky smell of blood spreading along the tip of the knife, Scarface's eyes widened in a terrifying circle, as if he wanted to struggle, Di Zi'an gritted his teeth, held the handle of the knife and twisted it hard, the big knife was twisted into a blur of flesh and blood in the abdomen of the big man, as if something was passing, the look in Scar's eyes faded, Di Zi'an pulled out the handle of the knife forcefully, pushed it gently, and fell to the ground in response.

The fight between the bandits and the Ba people continues, but this does not mean that no one has discovered what has been discovered here, and the bandits are furious when they find out that their leader has died at the hands of unknown people, but they also have the intention of retreating. And the old man of the Ba people raised the staff of the snake and shouted,

"Wuluo Zhongli's people!

A group of Ba people were covered in blood, and rushed forward with his roar, there was almost no suspense, and the defeat of the bandits was a foregone conclusion.

Wen Zhujun watched this fight in horror, but more importantly, he looked at the upright and speechless young man, on the tip of the knife in his hand, the red blood kept dripping, but Di Zi'an just looked at the high mountain above his head in a daze, yes, Wuluo Zhongli, it turned out that this was Wuluo Zhongli, the ancestral land of the Ba people.

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