"Come at me again."
Yi Chen let out a furious roar, his whole body soaring into the sky to deliver a direct, overhead strike at the blood giant.
The blood giant Yang Yuyan had become was strong, but not so strong as to drive him to despair. It served as the perfect measure for weighing his current strength.
The air blossomed once again with his savage force. Given the intensity of their current clash's strength, those mutated villagers couldn't get a hand in. They could only be sent flying in all directions by the shockwave of the energy released.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged over a dozen moves.
The enormous noise made Lin Baihu, who was leading the remaining servants in escape, turn his head for a sidelong glance.
"Taoist Yi Chengzi has held back that bloody monster for our brothers. If you don't want to die, put more effort into it and hurry out of this Yang Family Fort."
"Everyone, charge with me!"
"Wind Spirit Slash!"
