City of Slaughter.
Several days later, Bibi Han slowly walked out of the Hell Slaughter Arena, where nearly a hundred people were waiting for him outside.
Bibi Han looked at them with icy eyes and said calmly, "Not a bad number. Looks like another big battle."
"Attack! Let's kill him together! He fought four matches today, so he must be exhausted! Kill him now, or one of us might die next time!"
Exhausted? Kill me?
Hearing this, Bibi Han felt a trace of disdain. Was the Blue Silver God's recovery ability something these people could possibly imagine?
Bibi Han activated the Eye of Truth. Even he did not dare let his guard down against a hundred attackers. Then his eyes suddenly widened. Among those hundred people, two of them were actually glowing.
Bibi Han knew exactly what that meant. Soul bones!
The hundred Fallen Ones charged forward, some wielding sabers, axes, and spiked maces.
Bibi Han summoned the Clear Sky Hammer as well. He stepped forward with his left foot, gripped the hammer with both hands, his muscles bulging all over, and fiercely smashed it into the ground ahead.
Boom! A deafening blast echoed for a full thousand meters.
Bibi Han had used all his strength in that strike. The ground before him instantly shattered, sand and stones flying everywhere as those close to him were blasted away by the terrifying force.
Bibi Han then hammered the airborne stones toward the Fallen Ones. His right hand struck the rocks, while his left hand did not remain idle either. He grabbed fragments from the air and used Tang Sect Hidden Weapons techniques to throw them at the Fallen Ones' eyes and noses.
Where had he learned those techniques? Hadn't Tang San demonstrated them for Bibi Han when he fought Zhao Wuji?