After hearing this command, the chilly gazes of those two to three hundred black-clad individuals all locked onto Qin Jiang and his companions simultaneously.
All of a sudden, the group of black-clad individuals moved!
They transford into phantoms and charged straight toward Qin Jiang and the others to strike them down.
"Insects!"
Li Lang blasted out with a punch, terrifying energy sweeping out and causing the entire space to warp and twist.
Dozens of Rakshasa mbers, unable to withstand Li Lang's mighty attack, were sent flying like kites with their strings cut, crashing heavily onto the ground.
The aura of a powerful Heavenly Realm fighter felt like an enormous mountain pressing down on everyone's hearts, sending a chill up their spines and making their breathing difficult.
At this mont, Li Lang was like a god descended from the heavens, simply unstoppable by anyone!
Wherever he went, he swept through like a devastating storm.
Every move he made inevitably resulted in Rakshasa mbers being seriously injured and falling to the ground.
Qin Jiang drew his sword!
A streak of cold light flashed!
Sssst!
A wave of sword energy swept out, and the bodies of Rakshasa mbers charging at him exploded upon impact.
Zhao Yuefei also punched out, sending her opponents flying back.
Afterward, she directly threw iron bead grenades that exploded mightily among the Rakshasa mbers.
Blood splattered everywhere!
The injured were injured, the dead were dead, and wails of agony filled the air.
Blood Eagle led the fighters of Dragon Hall into battle!
In less than a mont, nurous Rakshasa mbers lay on the ground.
Watching this, Zhang An's brows furrowed even more tightly into the shape of the character '川', realizing the situation would soon beco very unfavorable for Rakshasa if it continued like this.
He quickly shouted, "Form the array!"
Upon hearing Zhang An's order, the Rakshasa mbers stopped rushing to engage their foes directly and began to arrange themselves in formation, taking up their positions in the array.
Zhang An suddenly commanded, "Poison!"
With his command, a cloud of black fog instantly swept through the Rakshasa's grand hall.
Seeing this, Qin Jiang imdiately called out, "Quickly retreat!"
But it was already too late.
Before the people could react, they had already inhaled the poison fog, and imdiately they felt dizzy and began to hallucinate.
Their eyes turned blood-red, their faces twisted ferociously, and they collapsed on the ground howling like ghosts and wailing like wolves, suffering unimaginably as if they were trapped in a hell on earth.
Li Lang, with his profound strength, circulated his energy to ward off the poison fog, avoiding its penetration and remaining utterly unaffected.
Qin Jiang also promptly enacted defensive asures, managing to remain unhard.
Seeing the group in intense agony, he imdiately waved his arm, sending out several silver needles that hit precisely on their acupoints.
With Qin Jiang's help, they gradually awoke from their hallucinations, and the signs of poisoning slowly subsided.
"Slash!"
All of a sudden, Zhang An shouted once more.
The Rakshasa mbers, well-coordinated and swift to react, combined their power to unleash a sword strike of infinite might!
The space itself seed as if it were going to be pierced and torn apart, with a savage force surging wildly towards their opponents!
"Courting death!"
Just as Qin Jiang was about to make his move, Li Lang let out a low chant and leaped forward, eting the oncoming sword energy head-on. With one punch, he easily obliterated the incoming attack!
At the sa ti, the punch he released carried an undiminished power, charging directly toward the Rakshasa mbers.
Feeling an imnse oppressive force bearing down, the Rakshasa mbers' eyelids twitched violently as ominous thoughts surfaced in their minds.
Bang bang bang—
Li Lang, like a tiger descending the mountain, broke through the opponent's formation with his powerful strength, then proceeded to bombard the Rakshasa mbers with punches and kicks.
Screams akin to the slaughter of pigs echoed endlessly in the grand hall; they were tossed around like punching bags by Li Lang, so smashing into stone walls, others piling atop one another, and so crashing into tables and chairs...
This splendid grand hall was in disarray in the blink of an eye.
In a matter of monts, Li Lang effortlessly dealt with those Rakshasa subordinates!
At this ti, Zhang An's face turned exceedingly ugly as he stared fixedly at Li Lang, "Who exactly are you?"
"The King of Hell will give you the answer."
Li Lang scoffed and threw a punch directly at Zhang An!
Zhang An felt his blood roil and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Just as he was about to crash heavily into the hard wall, a figure appeared at his side in ti and steadied him.
Then, three more black-clad n soared into the air and landed steadily.
A chilling aura emanated from their bodies, and the temperature around them suddenly dropped a few degrees.
These three, like Zhang An, were all Elders of Rakshasa!
Seeing them arrive in the nick of ti brought relief to Zhang An, "You've finally arrived."
"Elder Four, what's the aning of this?"
Zhang Yunn, the Elder One, slightly furrowed his brows.
"Elder One, they have a Heavenly Realm fighter on their side."
Zhang An pointed at Li Lang and said, "They've co to steal the Gene Potion. Kill them quickly!"
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