Bang! Bang! Bang...
When a Strange Beast exploded, spikes shot wildly across the battlefield, sweeping over all nearby Martial Artists and leaving them covered from head to toe in spikes.
Of course, some Martial Artists were stronger. With ample Blood Qi, they not only killed the Strange Beasts but also maintained their Blood Qi defenses. The spikes never reached them and were deflected away.
"Fall back! Fall back!"
"Aah!~..."
Some of the weaker members of the group were pierced all over by spikes, throwing the formation into chaos.
Fortunately, every family team had powerful Martial Artists to provide support and rescue. When the teams descended into disorder, they received timely assistance, preventing the lines from collapsing after the Martial Artists were attacked.
All the lines held, but they were still in a precarious state.
Moreover, as more Strange Beasts were killed, every one of them exploded and fired spikes at the group. Thus, during the battle, the Martial Artists had to deal not only with the Strange Beasts' attacks but also with the spikes. This accelerated the depletion of everyone's Qi. If this continued, the entire line would face collapse.
"Elder Qian, this can't continue. We have to find a way to hold the line," Zhou Zixing transmitted to Qian Ying while fighting the Strange Beasts.
Qian Ying was speechless. How could he not know the consequences if this continued? Did he need a little old man like Zhou Zixing to tell him?
Though he was old, he had never admitted that he was a little old man. After all, he had reached the Xiantian Third Order Peak and still had nearly a hundred years left to live. Naturally, he did not want to become a little old man. But in other people's eyes, if he was not an old