Jiang Fei stopped, stomping the ground as hard as he could to direct himself away.
Psshhh…
When the blobs of blackened blood touched the ground, they made a sizzling sound, corroding and melting away even the rocks on the ground.
"Shesh! Thank god for that," Jiang Fei cried, surprised at how vicious the attack was. If he had taken that head-on, he would have been momentarily maimed and seriously injured if he failed to purge himself of that poison.
From there on out, Jiang Fei decided to be economical on his efforts. The Mutant army was coming and it was already far too late for the other martial artists to retreat. If he wanted everyone to survive, he would have to be at his best all the time and fight them.
