The battle was heated from the beginning, and blood and flesh splattered all over the gravel of the wilderness. Humans and these foreign races were natural enemies, and the best way to communicate with each other was through blades and blood.
The dog-headed man opposite Tang Zhen bared his yellow fangs and let out a low growl as he pounced at him. Compared to humans, the dog-headed man's running speed was a bit faster. In the blink of an eye, he had already pounced in front of Tang Zhen.
A short spear stabbed towards his chest. Tang Zhen dodged to the side and immediately exerted force from his waist. A battle sword wrapped in an extremely strong force ruthlessly slashed at the dog-headed man's body.
The dog-headed man let out a blood-curdling screech as his body convulsed violently. A terrifying wound appeared on his upper body, from his shoulder to his waist. The colorful objects fell to the ground with a crash.
