As the prince of the Golden Lionmen, Lai Han naturally recognized the barbarian's supreme martial technique. He cried out, "Raging Waves Axe!" His body shuddered, and instinctively he tried to spring backward. In Lai Han's own consciousness, there was absolutely no way he could take even a single strike of a Great Ascension realm Raging Waves Axe.
But Antony, who controlled Lai Han's body, let out a venomous roar. Lai Han's body leaped forward against his will. An eagle shield embossed with vulture patterns appeared in his left hand, while a spear appeared in his right. Its blade-shaped spearhead viciously stabbed toward Lin Qi's brow.
A series of deafening CLANGS rang out. Lin Qi's thirteen axe shadows shattered in succession, forcing him back again and again. Wang Ba gave a mocking sneer. Gripping that blood-red javelin, he casually flicked his wrist and shot hundreds of dazzling, icy blood-red streaks toward Lai Han and Si Na. Whether deliberately or not, one streak of blood-red light shot straight at the vital point between Lin Qi's shoulder blades.
Lin Qi did not dodge. The bloody light struck him squarely in the back. The Blood-Soaked Tiger Soul Armor released a tiger's roar that soared into the clouds. Lin Qi gave a strange cry and flew forward with his limbs flailing, then crashed heavily to the ground, rolling dozens of times before lying face-down without moving.
The Osmanthus Tree gave a casual snort. "The attack power of a peak one-star Imperial Soldier. It seems he has completed his first transformation and reached the threshold before the second. But his attack caused you no damage. The Blood-Soaked Tiger Soul Armor lost 0.135 percent of its energy, which has already been replenished through the absorption of external magical elements."
Dragon Cliff's rumbling voice sounded. "In other words,