After fighting one against many, Mo Zhu was already exhausted. Even with the help of Xing Meng, Huo Xuan, and the others, she was still outnumbered.
She looked up at her friends, who had been silently supporting her and helping her protect her. Mo Zhu gritted her teeth and took out the Seven Star Needles that she had prepared in advance before she left the house. She neatly raised her hand, raised her internal energy, and inserted the silver needle into her body as if she was trying to push it fully into her flesh.
As the last needle entered the acupuncture point steadily, in an instant, Mo Zhu felt as if her dantian was filled with endless internal energy. After taking a few pills to replenish her blood, Mo Zhu raised her hand and entered the battlefield again.
With her majestic internal energy, Mo Zhu quickly finished off more than ten mysterious black-robed men as if she had the help of God.
