C286 You Forced Pang Tianling to Do This!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Green smoke curled up from Jiang Dao's palms, only ceasing when the thirteen hexagonal darts finally stilled. Only then did Jiang Dao relax his grip.

The warped darts clattered to the ground with a series of loud bangs.

Jiang Dao's injuries had clearly worsened.

His body was already overburdened with Yang Fire