"Roar!"
"Boom…"
Master Lai Ling turned and charged towards the Dong Tian Family's team, his speed varying, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as his inner breath fluctuated in intensity. With a ferocious roar that filled the sky, he reached the forefront of the team within a few moments.
The first to bear the brunt were two members of the Dong Tian Family, who did not have time to dodge. As they screamed incoherently, before their words could even finish, they were torn to pieces by Master Lai Ling, their blood spraying into the air.
This scene was too terrifying. The more than twenty survivors in the Dong Tian Family's team were petrified, unable to care about anything else, they turned and attempted to scatter in a frantic escape.
However, it was a pity that there were other ordinary talisman puppets scattered around, restricting their movements. Attempting to quickly flee the killing grounds was nothing short of a fool's dream...
