Caught off guard by the attack, dozens of Speed Clan disciples were instantly pierced through by black tentacles, collapsing into pools of blood.
The black tentacles were actually feeding on the Speed Clan disciples' flesh and blood.
Seeing this, the Speed Clan disciples immediately made use of their speed advantage.
They tried to evade the tentacles' attacks.
However, after feeding on their clansmen's flesh and blood, the black tentacles became even stronger and faster.
The tentacles seemed to have gained consciousness, continuously changing direction with agility in midair.
They relentlessly pursued the disciples. More and more tentacles pierced through the disciples' defenses, trailing streaks of crimson blood as their screams echoed through the air.
Yang Wudi watched this scene, his eyes turning bloodshot.
With an angry roar, he swung the Soul Breaking Spear in his hand and charged at the black tentacles.
Wherever the Soul Breaking Spear passed, the black tentacles were severed one after another.
Yet black liquid sprayed from the severed tentacles, splashing outward like ink.
Seeing this, the Title Douluo from the Shadow Sect remained unhurried and swiftly formed hand seals.
The severed tentacles instantly recovered and grew back.
They continued launching unceasing attacks against the disciples.
At the same time, another brawny Title Douluo from the Shadow Sect
suddenly slammed a fist into the ground, causing the earth to shake violently.
Huge cracks instantly appeared across the ground, spreading rapidly like a spiderweb.
Several disciples who lost their footing fell to the ground, and that Title Douluo seized the chance to rush forward.
His massive palm swept toward the unsteady disciples like a giant fan, grabbing for them.
At that critical moment, Tang Hao at the side let out a thunderous shout.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly enlarged.
With a howling gale, it