The person in the most complicated mood at this time was Lu Hao. Qin Dong was seeking justice for him, and he should be happy, but now he didn't even feel the slightest bit happy. Looking at Yu Jinxiu, whose body was swaying and seemed to be unsteady, her heart felt as if it was being grasped by an invisible hand and hurt.
"Don't cry in a hurry! This is the first finger. If he has two more fingers, his cultivation will be completely ruined!" Qin Dong looked at Shen Yan with tears streaming down his face, sneered and said faintly.
"You cold-blooded devil, I will fight with you!" Shen Yan couldn't bear it any longer. After an angry scolding, she rushed towards Qin Dong.
"Don't overestimate your own capabilities!" Qin Dong's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care that Shen Yan was a girl. He saw the figure of her lunging towards her and directly swept out a gust of wind from his palm, sending Shen Yan flying backwards like the previous Sun Yao.
"Captain!" Fortunately, several members of the Divine Hunting Team reacted very quickly. They all rushed forward and caught Shen Yan, preventing her from falling to pieces on the spot. [
"The villain hurts my sister Yan, and I will kill you!" Qin Dong had just knocked Shen Yan away when an angry voice came from the stabbing side.
Pan Xiang, the youngest member of the Divine Hunting Team, was like a tiger out of the cage, with a fierce and unafraid of death momentum. He struck out more than ten palms with one palm and blasted towards Qin Dong.
"How courageous!" Qin Dong looked back at Pan Xiang, and with a random move, Pan Xiang's swift and fierce palm power disappeared. He was unable to escape, and was sucked in front of Qin Dong.
At this time, Pan Xiang met Qin Dong face to face, and he truly realized how terrifying Qin Dong was. It felt like facing a lion, and he was just a little white rabbit, maybe even smaller, not on the same level at all.
"Do you regret offending me now?" Qin Dong grabbed Pan Xiang's lapel and lifted him into the air. All the spiritual power in Pan Xiang's body was locked by Qin Dong in the blink of an eye, unable to be mobilized at all.
After all, Pan Xiang was a young man with such a strong spirit that he would not give in even if he fell into Qin Dong's hands. He gritted his teeth and spit a thick mouthful of saliva straight into Qin Dong's face.
Qin Dong didn't expect Pan Xiang to have this move. Although he avoided most of it, there was still a lot of saliva splashing on his face. Qin Dong wanted to get angry, but he couldn't. After all, he was not a bad person.
Pan Xiang seemed to be a winner, looking at Qin Dong triumphantly, as if he had forgotten that he was already an ant in Qin Dong's hands and would be crushed to death by Qin Dong at any time.
Pan Xiang's expression made Qin Dong dumbfounded. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Isn't it enjoyable for you to do this?"
Pan Xiang raised his head and said with a sneer, "Of course! Be careful, I have a lot of saliva. The next bite might come into your mouth. Even if I can't beat you, I will still disgust you to death!"
"Hahaha... Okay! Let's see if you still have a chance." Qin Dong laughed wildly.
"You'd better kill me now, otherwise I will have many opportunities!"
"I won't kill you, but I will make you regret it!" Qin Dong snorted coldly and suddenly pointed out his finger. Pan Xiang's heart tightened, and he closed his eyes subconsciously, preparing to bear Qin Dong's finger. Unexpectedly, when the force of the finger was about to hit him, he suddenly changed direction. Before Pan Xiang could realize what had happened, What, then I heard Yu Jinxiu’s second cry of pain...