"How is Brother-in-law doing?" Murong Xian'er looked at the center of the battle with great worry.
"Zhang Hao, you'll be fine, definitely..." Ye Qingrou gritted her teeth.
"Ah!"
A violent scream rang out.
In the center of the battle, Zhang Hao's axe, with immense power, crushed down like a broken bamboo, instantly sending Li Haofeng's long spear flying. The enormous force ruthlessly poured onto Li Haofeng's body.
"You're the one who will die!" Zhang Hao roared madly.
Li Haofeng let out a miserable cry and flew backward.
The power of this strike was extremely terrifying. Zhang Hao could see that a six-digit blood-red number directly floated above Li Haofeng's head. His health bar bottomed out, dropping from six digits directly to two digits. However, Zhang Hao had no strength left to deliver the final blow at this moment. He quickly dispelled the Bloodline power.
A huge wave of Stun came over him, making his vision go black and almost causing him to faint. But he knew that he absolutely could not faint now. He had to hold on.
He just didn't hear the System's prompt sound. Zhang Hao knew that Li Haofeng wasn't dead yet. He didn't know how he was doing, but now that Li Haofeng was severely injured, he shouldn't pose any threat to them, right?
Li Haofeng lay on the ground unconscious, his body covered in blood and gore.
Zhang Hao's final strike was too overbearing. The War God Xing Tian Bloodline combined with the fourfold power increase from Limitless Rampage. Even with Li Haofeng's awakened three layers of power, he was completely unable to resist. One must know that the War God Xing Tian Bloodline absolutely suppressed the existence of the Spear God Bloodline by a wide margin.
That strike could be described as killing gods if they blocked, and killing buddhas if they blocked. If Li Haofeng hadn't exhausted all his strength to resist that strike at the very end, he wouldn't just be severely injured now. He would have been directly blasted into dust. Even so, Li Haofeng was crippled.
"This..."
The people from the Li Family were filled with dread, clearly not expecting that Li Haofeng, who they saw as an invincible War God, would actually be defeated. Their expressions were filled with fear and helplessness.
Equally shocked were Murong Xian'er, Murong Fei, and the others. In their eyes, Li Haofeng had become a monster. Even Murong Fei, whose ambition was higher than the heavens, couldn't last a single move against him. And now, what was Zhang Hao, this person who could defeat a monster?
"Hehehehe... How lively!"
A cold voice rang out.
Ye Qingrou, Murong Fei, and the others were startled. When they looked towards the source of the voice, their hearts sank. This person was Wang Shijun.
Unlike the Zhang Family and the Murong Family, the people from the Li Family seemed to have found their backbone. This was because the Li Family and the Wang Family were definitely allies. After Li Haofeng was defeated, the Li Family's defeat was hard to conceal. Now, the appearance of Wang Shijun became the Li Family's savior.
Wang Shijun emanated a cold aura, his eyes gleaming with bloodthirsty and sinister light.
"Be careful, I feel like Wang Shijun looks strange!" Ye Qingrou said to Murong Fei beside her.
Originally, Ye Qingrou, who was preparing to check on Zhang Hao's condition, did not dare to act rashly. At this moment, Zhang Hao was buried in the rubble, and even if he had defeated Li Haofeng, he must have been seriously injured. Not appearing now might be more beneficial to him. Wang Shijun's strength was not below Li Haofeng's.
That's right, Zhang Hao's situation was very bad at this moment. Activating the Bloodline and then using Limitless Rampage caused significant damage to his Physical Body. Although Zhang Hao had dispelled the Bloodline within a mere thirty seconds, it still caused great harm. It was already good that his Physical Body hadn't collapsed.
Murong Fei nodded slightly upon hearing this, saying, "I also feel that Murong Fei is a bit strange, everyone must be careful."
"Young Master Wang, quickly help us kill them, Young Master Haofeng was injured by them..."
"Bang!"
Before the Li Family disciple could finish speaking, Wang Shijun slapped him on the head.
"Ah!" The Li Family disciple immediately screamed. The blood energy within his body was absorbed.
Instantly, the Li Family youth was sucked dry.
"Tsk tsk, as expected, human blood is delicious!"
Wang Shijun had a look of satisfaction.
Everyone present was as silent as cicadas in winter, looking at Wang Shijun with fear in their eyes.
"Run!"
The people from the Li Family were scared out of their wits and scattered in all directions.
"Run? Can you run away?"
Wang Shijun raised his hand, and a bloody light enveloped out, with lines of bloody dashed lines covering the group of youths.
Those Li Family youths who were about to leave suddenly felt an invisible force dragging them back.
As screams rang out, those Li Family disciples who were dragged back were instantly sucked dry by Wang Shijun. Every time he finished absorbing the blood from those Li Family disciples, Wang Shijun's power would increase by a point.
Murong Fei and Ye Qingrou trembled all over. It was a feeling of extreme shock and fear.
"He must have cultivated a demonic art, only demonic arts absorb the essence blood of living people to increase their power." Murong Fei's voice was trembling slightly.
"What should we do then? If this continues, everyone here will die. He will definitely not spare us." Ye Qingrou said somewhat helplessly.
Ye Qingrou wasn't afraid of death, but she absolutely didn't want to die in such a way. Being sucked dry into a mummy, this terrifying way of dying, was something she absolutely could not accept.
"Let's go!"
Ye Qingrou, Murong Fei, and the others didn't want to sit and wait for death either.
"Want to leave? Dream on!"
After continuously sucking the essence blood of over a dozen people, Wang Shijun had fallen in love with this taste. At this moment, he naturally wouldn't just watch his delicious food escape.
"Stay here for me!"
In the blink of an eye, Wang Shijun arrived behind Ye Qingrou.
"Mystic Light Sword!"
Ye Qingrou thrust her sword towards Wang Shijun.
"Petty trick!"
Wang Shijun did not dodge or evade, and clawed down at the sword.
"Boom!"
Ye Qingrou's sword was knocked away, and Wang Shijun clawed her shoulder.
"Bang!"
Ye Qingrou let out a muffled groan. Her whole body was sent flying.
Wang Shijun snorted coldly, and just as he was about to grab Ye Qingrou again,
"Sister Qingrou, I'll help you!" Murong Xian'er thrust her sword directly at Wang Shijun's head.
Wang Shijun did not dare to be negligent in the slightest towards Murong Xian'er's sword. He struck out with a palm. The terrifying palm struck Murong Xian'er's precious sword, sending Murong Xian'er flying.
"Xian'er!"
Seeing his sister injured, Murong Fei was instantly enraged.
"How dare you injure my sister!"
Murong Xian'er was Murong Fei's most beloved sister. How could he bear to see her being bullied by others? He immediately fought Wang Shijun desperately.
Ye Qingrou, Murong Xian'er, and Murong Fei surrounded and attacked Wang Shijun, but Wang Shijun seemed at ease.
In less than three moves, the three of them were sent flying by Wang Shijun's palm. They fell to the ground, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
Just as Wang Shijun was about to step forward and devour the three's essence blood,
"How dare you!"
A cold shout came from a distance.
