WHOOSH!
Under Qiao Zhongkui's control, the dark gold Poisonous Insect moved like a bolt of lightning, its path impossible to follow.
But Jiang Xinghai met this swift assault by showcasing his astonishing Body Skill.
With an indescribably bizarre footwork, he weaved left and right, dodging the attacks of the dark gold threads time and time again.
These dark gold threads seemed to be formed from some kind of mysterious runes. Each one emitted a faint golden glow, resembling a series of dark gold spiderwebs.
'Such a bizarre Gu Technique... and this is just the power of a single Poisonous Insect. This old bastard's Gu Technique is absurdly strong...'
As Jiang Xinghai dodged, he also mulled over Qiao Zhongkui's insidious schemes.
In the blink of an eye, the golden webs proliferated like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Dozens of the dark gold nets crisscrossed through the air, completely surrounding Jiang Xinghai.
HISSS!
