Whoosh!
The ninth-rank Formation Breaking Cone spun at incredible speed, pierced through space, and shot toward Long Hao's head in an instant. At the same time, Blood Demon's figure flickered into view behind Long Hao, and his palm, wreathed in bloodlight, slammed toward Long Hao's back!
Long Hao's heart tightened. He shook off his inexplicable thoughts, swung the long halberd in his hand, and with a clang knocked the Formation Breaking Cone flying.
A fierce wind struck from behind. He shot rapidly to the right, trying to evade Blood Demon's palm.
But right at that moment, a thought suddenly popped into Long Hao's head: I came to this Barbarian Race star to ask about my younger siblings. Why am I fighting Blood Demon?
Where are my younger siblings right now?
The moment the question appeared in his mind, Long Hao quickly snapped back to himself. I'm in a life-and-death battle with Blood Demon right now. Why am I getting distracted again?
His thoughts wavered for just an instant before he came to his senses, but his body was a fraction too slow. In that brief moment, Blood Demon's palm struck Long Hao's shoulder!
Pfft! Long Hao was sent flying sideways, coughing up blood. His shoulder had been smashed into a bloody pulp by Blood Demon's slap, leaving the bone clearly visible.
As a dragon-clan prodigy, Long Hao had an exceptionally powerful physique. Blood Demon's ferocious strike had only torn through his flesh and skin; it hadn't caused any injuries that reached the bone.
"Distracted again? It seems you're not all you're made out to be—or perhaps you've already started thinking you can't beat me, and you're considering running away?" Blood Demon mocked him when he saw Long Hao lose focus again.
He didn't pass up the chance to press his