"Bang!"
The energy waves surged as the two of them almost simultaneously struck out, the fierce power sending Red Eagle staggering back dozens of ters.
The sudden shift sparked a bit of excitent in Bu Chen, who was watching the battle.
A trace of comfort flashed across the tense face of Zhang Xixi, her fists clenched tightly, even more tense than Lin Zifeng in the arena.
"Roar...!"
The retreating Red Eagle let out an angry roar.
He showed no fear of Lin Zifeng’s attack.
"I’m sorry!"
This ti, Lin Zifeng was ruthless. He understood that continuing to fight like this was utterly pointless.
Only by subduing all the Warhawks could he have a chance to kill Luo Mulin!
"Swoosh swoosh—"
Red Eagle swiftly dove down, relentlessly colliding with Lin Zifeng’s fist force using its hardened **.
"Bang bang bang...!"
Lin Zifeng’s black radiance enveloped his fists, the black radiance slicing through the muscles in front of Red Eagle’s chest, a splash of fresh blood spurting out fiercely.
Taking advantage of the mont when Red Eagle’s speed stalled, Lin Zifeng shouted and his steps wavered.
He soared into the air, a violent powerful light crashing down on its arm.
At the sa ti, the beast totem that Lin Zifeng conjured began surging toward the other Warhawks charging at them.
Though the totem he now conjured wasn’t strong enough, it should be sufficient to deal with them!
"Pop—!"
The vital energy exploded, and all twelve were blown away by his fierce energy.
Simultaneously, Luo Mulin, who had remained silent, finally made a move.
Whoosh!
His speed was extrely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the hand transford from a fist to claws, its fingers like ten sharp blades, slicing rapidly.
The shadow of claws flickered, sharp as a knife.
Lin Zifeng’s expression slightly changed, his thick eyebrows suddenly rising.
Luo Mulin’s cultivation was extrely strong, unmatched by anyone on the entire Heavenly Gate Mountain.
However, now, the Twelve Eagles were also under his control, and facing so many people joining forces, the pressure on him increased again significantly.
"Hidden Kill mbers, charge!"
Bu Chen, sensing the abnormality, imdiately led the Hidden Kill mbers to rush forward.
"Don’t hurt them!"
Lin Zifeng shouted as he dodged.
"You can’t even take care of yourself, and you still want to worry about them?"
Luo Mulin’s cold, piercing voice was extrely grating.
In the blink of an eye, his body whistled forward like a cannon arrow.
Lin Zifeng kept flashing toward the laboratory, intending to lure Luo Mulin along.
"Do you think you can delay ti like this?"
Behind him, Luo Mulin remained calm, keeping just the right distance from Lin Zifeng.
"As long as I’m alive, they won’t suffer any mishap!"
Lin Zifeng was determined, suddenly halting his steps.
He turned back with a fierce fist light blasting toward the pursuing Luo Mulin.
Too late to evade, Luo Mulin let out a couple of cold laughs, his body suddenly crouching down as he wielded a fierce fist light straight at Lin Zifeng’s abdon.
Lin Zifeng’s eyes sparkled brightly, his abdon arched backward, just narrowly avoiding the lethal strike.
"Bang bang bang...!"
Fist shadows and foot shadows collided fiercely like sharp arrows. Lin Zifeng’s body tilted backward, his toes swinging upward like a sharp spear, piercing through the air’s resistance, directly targeting Luo Mulin’s neck. If hit, almost all the bones in his throat would be pierced by Lin Zifeng’s toes!
"Bang!"
A sound like tal clashing rang out as Lin Zifeng’s rapidly advancing body was stopped abruptly, unable to move further.
Such terrifying strength!
Lin Zifeng’s heart trembled, shocked that Luo Mulin could easily grip his toes with just his fingers. How could hands possibly match the power of feet?
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